Don’t regret for the waste

Reputations built might go to waste.
Good wills made might collapse soon.
The trusted might turn inimical.
The beloved might cease to be so.
Everyday we are taking food.
Every day the food turns faeces.
Do we regret for the food consumed?
The joy accrued from the act has done its job.
04.07.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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