The strength of the progress

Teeth have lost their power to tear
meat,
Legs are weak to tread stones and thorns.
Stomach cannot gulp raw, and skin
Is unable to brave cold and wind.
And the brain is sick with sexual
perversion,
Our civilization is well in progress.
12.07.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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