Dismantle ownerships

I hired a room, stayed and left.
Many used it before and after.
It didn’t prick me. The room I bought
Was kept only for me, well guarded.
If invaded, the bed will be rent.

Possessiveness breeds jealousy.
25.12.2000, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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