In whole of the universe is only this man,
Who run after money for hunger & pain.
looking for house or yearning for cash,
Neither such animal nor bird I trace.
Under depression with gloomy face,
indigence in plenty are human traits.
Enough have shelter & enough have wool,
But man never die with his stomach full.
For Quenching her thirst near a Bank,
Bird never worriedpreparing a tank.
Deprived of shelter, and wanting in bread,
never with empty gut, found animal dead.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
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