An old to live single is a hell

Your mother had mercy
When you were young.
Your children had sympathy
When they were young.
Your spouse shows empathy
When you grow invalid.
You struggle in hell
When you outlive your spouse.
The one who did sin
Will have his end like this.
28.04.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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