DEBT AND LIFE
Man wants life, too easy, as sweet as honey
But for that needs money.
Money he may though have
But not sufficient for him to behave.
Not sufficient for his needs and deeds
Like uncountable rosary beads.
For his satisfaction of materialistic lust
He requires money to sweep away his hungry dust.
But wherefrom will he get more money
Which for him, it is as sweet as honey.
Atlast, he lays his hands for debt, debt for a few rupees
And from that day, a charge on his character levies.
Today, tomorrow came and went
With the end of each day, money came and got spent.
Again, he requires more money to sweep his dirty dust
Again some generous donors fulfilled his lewd lust.
Days came and went, with each sunrise and sunset
But his mind never sensed shame and regret.
Again he needs money to sweep away his dirty dust,
But this time no generous donors did him just,
Instead their generous face, radiated bright with rage and disgust.
Now he was all alone
Trusted by none and havoc prone.
He now realized his folly
To waste money in leisure and be jolly.
Company owners found him useless
Wasting time and energy in task meaningless.
They asked him to give his resignation letter or else get fired
He remembered the bright sunny day when he was hired.
Everywhere he was surrounded by dense cloud of darkness
No light, no hope only sadness.
Alas, he had no other option but to repent
Sit alone in dark and lament.
He went to a nearby river bank
Saw his reflection in rippling water and his heart sank.
Unable to bear the pain, the grief, the depression which pinched in him in
He jumped into the mighty river to wash away his sin.