There Is A Sore Evil Poem by Varghese Kuncheria

There is a Sore Evil
By Varghese Kuncheria

There is a sore evil soaring under the sun,
The evil of inequality among people and nations,
The profit of the earth is meant for all,
But the riches are kept by a handful.

The nature of man is naturally selfish,
And the poor are oppressed and reproached,
Lay aside all malice; let no guile be our guide,
Let love and brotherhood be part of our DNA!

To oppress the poor is to reproach humanity,
There is a gap that becomes wider day by day,
The gulf between the haves and the have-nots, a
Refuse to hide your wealth in tax havens.

Pay your taxes and make eternal savings,
That moths do not eat or perish by evil travail,
Honour all men, let not your heart be haughty,
Have pity on the needy, and honour your Maker.

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This poem is from the Anthology "POETS AGAINST INEQUALITY" published at Amazon.