Abdul Wahab


Magnetic Game


Every poor uses slang
But the crux of the fun
Is that every one wants to be a rich man

If one day I become the richest one
On that day I surely will be a fakir or nun
And my whole property will be for the poor man

As I need nothing more than
Two pieces of cloths
And two timely meals
But in the middle there is a game
Very non-materialistic
People call it name and fame
Towards it every one madly rushes in
As it is very, very magnetic
But you can not earn any thing
Until it is given to you by the masses, the poor man

Submitted: Monday, October 22, 2012

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