Comforts and respects

An ass gets comforts
Where horses live.
An ass gets respects
Where asses live.

Bruises of senses are pain.
Bruises of ego are anger.
Cowardice lives with pain.
Egoists die with anger.
In anger, is there pleasure?
In pain where is pleasure?
18.12.2001, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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