My hands are uneven; <br />The one that seeks is long <br />And the other that lends is short. <br /> <br />My eyes are uneven; <br />The one for women is wide <br />And the other for the poor is weak.. <br /> <br />My ears are uneven; <br />The one for applause is sharp <br />And the other for critics is weak. <br /> <br />My heart too is uneven; <br />The left half is fat for lust <br />And the right is thin for concern <br />. <br />Everyone has turned like me; <br />The fabric is loosening <br />And selfishness brings ruins. <br />21.06.2008<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-uneven-lot/
