Grudges are carried over

There is a grudge that my children don’t treat me
The way I have treated my old parents.
There is grudge that my wife doesn’t regard me
The way my mother had done her husband.
The grudge is there that my juniors don’t revere
The way I have revered my seniors.
Such like grudges are carried over
Through generation after generation.
25.12.2009

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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