Move to door
Whether rich or poor
You have to move door to door
For keeping contact
It is face
How come poor suffer?
Why does anyone get anger?
If that is destiny
One has to carry
Yes with empty
Belly and poverty
One remains unspoken
For the sufferings undergone
Even rich spent life worst than poor
They have everything at disposal but lay on floor
Can't eat anything as they like
Doctor has given him strict warning to dislike rich food
So spend the life in better way
Knowing where at all to say
Either with burden in mind
Or showing happiness at the mercy and kindness
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So spend the life in better way Knowing where at all to say Either with burden in mind Or showing happiness at the mercy and kindness