Tsw Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

Tsw



THE SWINE - - DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

He came to me to ask my vote. He is my friend.
But I know him well. He would have a berth
Ministerial this time! He told. No wonder! My mind
Quipped; for he is the swine!

How many of us are exempt? Almost nil!
I do remember the good old days. Now we
Parents teach our children to do any thing to make
Money! You bribe. You achieve!

What we see, hear, experience! The feel fries me.
The scenario frightens me. Thank God!
I could live this much!

The Cheat! I can’t appreciate. But who does
Bother me? I am also hypocrite. Local, national,
International it is. Man, you are pretender. You
Wear surgeon’s mask, doing the butcher’s job.
Is there a teacher, preacher, doctor?

There is only one.
The Swine!
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9-10-11

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