There is God's plenty
with gifts free
Use wisely and conserve
Like a honey bee
Water is precious
Do not squander
How much you need?
A point to ponder
Land too is vast
But meant for all
Take a just slot
That in your lot falls
Forests and beasts too
have their share
Let's not be selfish
Their rightful due spare
Inebriated by ego
neither usurp nor waste
Even a morsel or a drop
A thousand lives reinstate
Meditate how much we need?
More than due share is sin
The law of complementarity holds
Existing together we win
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