Greed And Peace Poem by Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India

Greed builds fast.
It does not ask permission.
It does not check foundations.
It stacks bricks
on borrowed sleep,
on stolen calm,
on broken trust.

Peace builds slowly.
It measures twice.
It waits for balance.
It lays one brick
after another,
each carrying patience.

The greedy side
raised walls quickly.
Big gates.
Tall rooms.
But their nights
were crowded
with suspicion.

They slept among possessions,
yet guarded everything.
The peaceful family
owned little at first.
But their sleep
was open.
No fear
stood at their doors.
Their house
grew like a tree,
from roots,
not shortcuts.

The young man
watched both structures rise.
He learned
that height
does not equal strength.
And speed
does not equal success.

One building
asked daily:
"How much more? "
The other asked:
"How much is enough? "
History knows
which question
lasts longer.