Contempt Not To Be The Intent
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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He called me black that I am.
He called me old that I am.
He called me by caste that I belong to.
I have been wounded, truth spoken,
As contempt was the intent behind.
Truth that hurts be dropped
12.07.2008
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