To wane the guilt.

Better, stab on one’s back
Than cheat a faithful one.
Better, kill one while asleep
Than exploit the bereaved.
Anger, show to the strong.
Mercy, show to the weak.
Then the guilt is not built.
24.04.2002, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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