Holy ones shine
The one who wrote one’s thoughts
And got them published
Did so to spread one’s name.
The one who laid a faith
And spread it far and wide
Did so to leave one’s name.
The one who works for food
Do need neither of them,
Neither of whom gives him bread.
26.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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