A Sword and a Slave

A Sword and a slave Though it is too sharp enough no use in it Though it is a place of braves No pride in it Because he is a slave and the sword is in his hands He can use that sword only to honour his master and to show his obedience to this world He can use that sword as a tool of his dress and can use that sword as a stick to hold His sword may be too sharp and long Nothing is there to use his sword He is a paid slave and living machine living for his master’s words He may have a power ful words but can use them praise hismaster He may have a sharp brain he can use only to write submissions He may have migty shoulders and arms but can use them only to carry his master;s load Millions of slaves to a few masters who squeeze and crush every day No Single slave in this earth They are in millions and trillions Few masters are ruling them as their Gods Exploiting slave’s ignorance as their path SAKTHEEE