Cry Tools
When crisis brings pain,
Everyone cries for spoonfuls.
Tears, complains and demands,
Expressions have only cry tools.
Everyone needs knowledge,
And experience by the lessons,
When they have selections,
And crying to keep handfuls.
A person understands a living,
When he dislikes fools,
When he likes to live on his own,
He hates all nasty creels.
Everyone has his meaning,
When they have cupfuls,
No tears, no complaints,
When they have basinfuls.
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2005
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