Poor Rich
How this people thrown poor?
His birth or by Earth?
Rich and poor two mixtures
Which to whom God fixes
Poor not chasing behind chances
Cashing rich all poor’s lapses
Rich,poor like thrones and roses
Only God knows why the purpose
Hell is rich in fire and ashes
Heaven is for all poor masses!
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