A Man In Service. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

A man in shabby dresses
A vagabond man he someone says
May be vagarious in character
In spite of his vagrancy
He was a valiant man in accidents
He served the people in circumstances
Where no one was ready to act in time
To rescue a drowning man he jumped
In waters of deep river and wells
His valorous attempts saves the life
Never he attempts to vainglory of incidents
Ever ready to serve the society
To take a decomposed body may be a suicide
No one took the responsibility to take
And give a suitable burial in public grave
But he was a man who drank heavy
And spent the money whatever he earned
Still we consider the man as great
His service to society not compensated
Or never it becomes remunerative
What people gives or not he considers
Only the love to society and people
He considers always and makes himself great.