Humane & Humanity Poem by Dave Tanwar

You live in castle, why should you care for slums
For you there should be a road, who cares if they have shoes
You walk on feather, sleep on silk
Should thou be worried if they have no roof?
For you Wine is like water
for them water is like dream.
Leave 2-time meal
They even dare to dream for sweets

Thou don’t take aged food
They even need to beg for bread
For thou’s pet there is pear
For the outcast, no chance to share

In our own nation, they are outcaste
Not by company, nor by sultanate
But our own brothers, our own officiator
To bribe, they hold tons of gold
For the alms. Huh they have short arms
Thou are so rich
But poor in emotion
Pedigreed of all human races
But lack in humanity

They call themselves Saint
But the preacher of Devil
Don’t give them food
They can live for cent year on the blood of poor
Teach them humanity
They will die of hunger
They stand ahead to remove poverty
Only solution is the final solution
The poor build castle
But we make them live in shed

God made them poor
We mold them in beggar
In this holy world,
Where they sell their soul
And body for the burger
They are guilty in the court of riches
You laugh on thee for their shabby
But cant give them a piece of cloth

Today I am fool
Shouting in the nation of deaf
Their ear lone heed cataclysmic hum of coins
We are so selfish, that we can see
A scratch on our skin, not the wound of the poor
If we think why?
Then we will find that it is right!
Right! 'cause, they are outcasted
And we, the finest of all pedigreed.