A citizen had once to cross a wood
Three robbers of a gang upon him pounced
Robbing him of all he had, one robber said
Kill him, better for us if he be dead
'nother said, `Spare him, let's just bind him well
Left him bound. One came back. `Untie you I shall'
Cut his bonds, showed him the way out of woods;
The robbed man said, `Please come Sir, dine in our house'
No, said he, cops'll catch me, Im an outlaw'
They parted, each their way, darkness and light, yea
Slothful tamas kills, active rajas saves
That too lay bonds, which serene sattva breaks
But jewel gold has some impurities
Purest gold breaks, its unseen by the eyes
On board Kovai Express back to Cbe. On 9/6/2002
For 7/6/2002
Best of good folks too.
Have a tint of self, lurking
Hail the rare free one !
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