>≫≫Impoverished We Become When We Only Receive Poem by Abdul Wahab

In this world the biggest crime
Is to term anyone unholy
And the biggest lie is to be claimed
By some one like divinity
In fact here none is devil
Nor any one is like an angel
Inside us we all nourish an animal

Our success depends on
How well we tame our pet
And how well we harness our goodness
By virtue of our deeds and contributions
Done out of love
But never for the fear of retribution

We ask for more and more
At the places of worships
As we never go to show any gratitude
Or express our thanks

The notion of charity appears
By recognizing the infinite benevolence of nature
The purity of heart comes
With the freedom of selfishness and desire

The lower desires of us go
When we are inspired to do better
And moved by an urge to share
As we become rich by what we give
But impoverished we become when we only receive.