Incredible
You go near the dome of every cast
But one thing you will get to see
The lines of orphan beggars’ and criminals
Will force you to go to deem
They will ask for the piece of cake
Instead of distributing sacrament
You can’t libel because they will hold
And without penny will not allow
At the end you get tired and
Remove penny from inner pocket
Without savor you will give to that black person
And they will adieu you
The mosque, temple contain one God
But the lines of poor
Come to inhumane this truth
And make in this incredible, Incredible world
Copyright © Bohari Mohammad | Year Posted 2014
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