Though men may plan and chalk their strategies,
And pool their expertise, their heads as one;
Though men may meet and plan their policies,
And put their victimised 'scape-goats' on run.
Though evil minds hatch out their projects new
Of selfishness born, they cannot take off;
Upright denied of recognition due,
Their plans don't work as God has His last laugh.
Blest is the Management that treats alike,
Its Employees and cares for their welfare;
And creates environment that none dislike,
Behave honestly, mete out justice fair.
No venture that’s unbless’d by God can fare,
The Tortoise wins the race but not the Hare!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem