Think of tragedy
That is not destined by almighty
But created by greed and lust
That our own people hate to trust you
It is simple fact
That you don't act
Involve in a game
That is sure to bring blame
You were born millionaire
But remained discredited here
By virtue of your own behavior
That is really earned dishonor
The poor and downtrodden people
Under the sun work hard and struggle
The bread earned by them is really worth
To be eaten happily and enjoyed with each breathe
I shall pray God to grant
Me not what I want
But what can be deserved to me
As simple man and keep worry free
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Think of tragedy That is not destined by almighty