Prize of the society

He married not
Whom he loved.
He had loved not
Whom he married.
He had still to lead a life
With the one he married,
Happy or unhappy,
Fated and bonded,
As a yoked bullock
Lest he should face
The wrath of the whip
The society might wield.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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