Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Inhabitants Of Hell. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Those who are in hell, the poor souls
They gets a chance for corrective sense
In an open jail in earth they be allowed
And service to the world in strong command
We can build number of roads
We can make hundreds of schools
Where we can find the real jobs here
There service in this beautiful world
The hell a place of boring they might feel
This world a heaven they be thoughtful
And desist from the crimes they committed
And know the real meaning of a valuable life
An irrigation channel they be built
And open wells for pure drinking water
Instead we must ensure the remission
The sentence in hell we can file
The request for their good behavior.
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