To know and to grow are the classicist's attributes to soul…
Again and again these are refuted to reset the devil's toll…
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Today, only the one who makes money from money knows…
Today, only the rich, the wealthy and the powerful grows…
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Today the soulful only lags …only nags …and often pleads…
Today the soul-rich only brags …only drags …and often bleeds…
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Hundreds of years back Buddha fought and brought up awareness…
And Mahavira re-established understanding as man's only harness…
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Today once again humanity cries to re-instate the being's truth-tale…
Feeling emerges as the latest quality to soul leaving all others stale…
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Once soul is gone you don't feel the funeral pyre or the burial ground…
With soul gone your feeling is the foremost loss whatever may hound…
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Know that lesser you are able to feel the closer you are to being dead…
Know too that if artificial is your feel the hypocritical is all you ever said…
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Today to know and to grow serve no purpose as attributes to soul…
Only the feel deciphers, defines and develops the man's true role…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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