Hand To Hand
I hate others,
That are objecting me.
I love others,
That are encouraging me.
Who can alter me?
If I don’t accept any device,
I like to tease others,
But always I love to my like,
Dislikes, I always mind,
I amn’t different,
I do as you do,
My mankind is yours
And yours mankind is mine,
Then what’s my weep,
We are traveling in a same boat.
You scratch me, I shall scratch you.
Nobody a third can ruin us.
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2007
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