With incidence
“Go away, go away” I shouted at beggar
He left the place and went next door
I had used insulting tone
I realized mistake the moment he had gone
I was now feeling sore
I was not angry this before
I used to give generously
But this time I acted in furiously
I was seized with incidence
It flooded my mind with its presence
I wanted to address sincerely
I vowed not to repeat surely
We need not show our discomfort
Even by words to retort
It may make you restless
Hat shall take lot many things to face
Treat rich and poor alike
It must immediately strike
After all we are all human being
Who knows about future to bring surprises?
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Treat rich and poor alike It must immediately strike After all we are all human being Who knows about future to bring surprises?