Sympathy a Great Virtue 1
When you in problems brittle
None come to assist a little,
You feel lonely, deserted beadle.
Let it be Newton or Aristotle
None can devise pain of rustle
One undergoes when rattle
By problems and no hope ripple.
But the world is not ignoble;
People like Hardik and Rakesh able
Come to help needy on bicycle
And go without pride for supple.
See Geeta, Koran, Jina or Bible
You find many such people cackle
The vice importance of boodle
And about people craving like turtle
Behind mild money, a bad pustule.
So friends, let us all unshackle
Flattery, selfishness and battle
And be sympathetic, virtue fertile.
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