Treasure Island

veeraiyah subbulakshmi


a daughter's plea..


Dyed hair, trimmed mustache,
once six packs mid ribs,
ballooned as 'bear' belly,
toned biceps and triceps,
Dad, you do look handsome,
but do not let my bosom,
friends say that you are awesome,
Look at them as you look at me,
Treat them as you treat me,
Be they a secretary, a nurse,
a subordinate or a colleague,
a stranger or a school girl,
whoever they are as old as me,
at least treat them,
as you treat me.
respect them, as you respect me.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 13, 2012

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