The Tenor Poem by Subrata Ray

The Tenor



Me! what for, but you,
Live with open-handed approval,
As I do with Nature's benedictions,
Inhaling air, drinking water, and so on,
Mine is moral obligation, if not spiritual,
To care, support, and hold your hand,
For, this, God living in us commands.

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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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