The Escapism

To be the same to foes and friends
Is not to be so to the strong and the weak.

To be the same to honour and dishonor
Is not to be so to justice and injustice.

To be the same in pleasure and pain
Is not to be so to miseries and tragedies.

To be free of any attachment
Is not to confuse with escapism.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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