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.