The Trees Break More Than The Grass
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I wanted to grow big
So that I would be seen
But have ended up with
The victim of jealousy.
I wanted to grow strong
So that I could stand
But have ended up with
The victim of the foes.
I wanted to grow great
So that I would leave my legacy
But have ended up with
The backbiting of the trusted.
Trees break easier than grass.
16.08.2008
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