The world has become showy
The god has become money
Either have money and enjoy
Or stay like animal and suffer decoy
You have no value
If penniless life is due
People shall walk over
Crush you simply and dishonor
Murders and rapes are now daily
They are taking place mercilessly
We have turned materialistic
'The luxury is our motto' and pure arithmetic
We put parents in orphanage
Cheat any one and manage
Even we spare no holy places
Loot the valuables and blacken the faces
Let world go crazy
We need not turn lazy
We need to trust soul
Live happily and respond to call
If you love yourself
The ocean may turn its shelf
The fortune may shower
You shall turn good follower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The world has become showy The god has become money