Pilates Poem by Jayakrishnan Nair

Jayakrishnan Nair

Jayakrishnan Nair

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Pilates

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Truth stood before him, and he knew.
Yet he asked: "What is Truth? "
And washed his hands off Truth,
Escaped Truth.
A graver sin than that of Mother Eve!
History repeats itself
Through us, his descendants.

Friday, March 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: satire
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