The truth suffers

He is mean and still superior to me
As I am greedy that he is not.
He is possessive and still superior,
As I am covetous that he is not.
He visits prostitutes and still superior,
As I have an eye for cuckolds.
But I am held higher than him.
04.08.2008

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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