Sequel Ii To Burning of Camphor

I had burned camphor all right,
Did I do so in my bare hands,
No I burnt it contained in a spoon,
Spoon also took the heat and,
Contributed nothing short,
For production of the essence of camphor,
But spoon was just taken for granted,
It was inanimate and took all the heat,
Now extend it to animates,
Who surround the particular animate,
Whose worth you are about to assess,
They also feel the heat,
And start running the very first second ,
They feel the heat,
Exposing the target animate,
To your direct blow of heat,
Now run,stand and take it on depends only upon,
As to how much of it he can take.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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