Choosy For Mercy Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

We show no mercy to fish, goats and pigs
That we hunt or slaughter with spree.
We show no mercy to ants and insects
That we kill with chemicals profusely.
Cats and dogs are our objects of mercy
But rats and snakes are taken into task.
Hunting spirit usurps feels for mercy.
Winning mood suppresses feels for mercy.
We show no mercy, caught by jealousy,
Revenge or rivalry, on others' downfall.
We show mercy only in a chosen field
Where we are safe and where we won't to lose.
Is there any sanctity for mercy
That we boast of as a human quality?
30.11.2014