Self Respect Poem by Ravi Kopra

Self Respect



You bow down to offer
your salaams to him

it is ok

but do not stoop down so low
that your turban falls on the floor

respecting your lord, boss, benefector
carries no harm till

you don't carry your head on your shoulders
and have no respect for yourself

being a servile servant bootlicking for favors.
Once you lose self respect, you lose everything.

Saturday, February 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: respect
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
jhuk kar salām karne meñ kyā harj hai magar
sar itnā mat jhukāo ki dastār gir paḌe

-IQBAL AZEEM
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