A culprit is over taxed.
I did some fraud that came out.
I was held a culprit for it.
Then there is a surge all around
To implicate me in every deal
I bought pieces of land from some
By paying more than the market price
And sold them as a unit twice higher.
Now they complain that I’d cheated.
I did fevours to some women,
Who granted me intimacy
And exploited my weakness.
Now they complain that I’d raped.
27.12.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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