Not wish alone
Or words put so fine
May help to fulfill
There has to be strong will
Hollow words may prove disastrous
The growth shall not remain continuous
You shall be exposed soon
Fore reality work you go to work under hot sun
People may come and go
But we must blow
Fairly to advantage of poor people
Who always suffer and struggle
Try to wipe out their tears
And remove fears
That humanity is not likely to suffer
And help shall be rendered
Not necessary, it shall be of monetary nature
It shall amount good gesture
Involving social work
With reassuring words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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