I am my slave
I am here harbouring
Desire for respect
For honour for fame
I think I am elevating
Myself but it is reverse
In the true sense
In fact in disguise
I am my own slave
I am my own enemy
As I attach importance
To worldly things
I am forgetting
My real aim
As I think my body
my senses my mind
my intellect my riches
My property are mine
And I am for them
This is nothing but slaveness.
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Yes! We are all slaves on this earth; whether direct or, indirect. Another nice work from you. Thanks for sharing it with us. E.K.L.