Deep down the heart feelings are suppressed
feelings for the poor, needy and the downtrodden
Who has time to stand and stare
the mourning faces sans the glare
the hustle, bustle of life leaves you unaware
Are our loved ones treated fair
what goes out the same comes in
Not the words of a sage to be spoken
the truth of human existence which can never be broken
awaken them from the deep slumber
Come my friends lets join hands help at least a few
musing how blessed we are to get a chance to serve his people.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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