Belly Thing Called Life

Life is rice, oil and salt If living itself is luxury And food is all delivery Relationship is boring You still need to cook Your own food for love In this way not thrifty It's showing creativity Independence frugality Home made taste far Excellence in all ways It's a voluntary sense Trust base, fair care Ordinary yet special Simple yet full moral Most people have this Urbane yet unexplainable Always look happiness In the belly of each person.