I discourage such thoughts
Why situation is not fought?
If he was sick and ill
I could still understand his will
Why did he prefer to be dog?
When there was something like god
He could have trust god and destiny
Everybody is not created same by almighty?
It is insult to the humanity
When one looses the faith on one’s capacity
Poverty is no curse but temporary phenomenon
It may improve when misfortune is gone
Many more may be poor like him
Yet no one thinks in that term
On the contrary he must think of riding high
Of course poverty may mar his chance of reaching great height
I used to cry same as he did
But never lost hope or surrendered to greed
If one is believing in fate or luck
That can happen with anyone or get struck
I discourage such thoughts Why situation is not fought?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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