We need not do all things that others do;
We need not buy all things that others buy;
Let us remain amongst the Righteous few;
And keep God's tenets, till the day we die.
The food we eat is just to live life's-span;
The wealth we earn is always left behind;
Just take the good or bad, we can;
Just Peace of mind on earth, we try to find.
It does not matter if your life is posh;
It does not matter if you're poor from birth;
One's dirty soul's linen, each one must wash;
Before we die in order to gain Mirth.
But God is merciful without limits,
But sin grows mortally in size like nits.
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