Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. - Carbon

As organs are built up on carbon
Organs are nothing but carban.
Humours are built up on sorrow.
Humour is nothing but sorrow.
Sorrow is wood, that humour burns.
After a glow, the wood turns ash.
26.03.2006

Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

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