The World Is In Need
The world is in need
The blind could see
The deaf could hear
No one is ignorant of its pain
The shame is glaring
The reproach is at the door step of all.
Making the rich poor
And the poor becoming rich
All are captive of something
Even the so called champion
Cry sonorously in private
When the least publicly laugh away their shame
Our inability could be an advantage
To account for bountiful gain in time
But the failure we couldn’t see
Is an hindrance to our success story
The world is meant to be an abode of success
But cannot account for its destiny
Everyone makes themselves a problem
Seeking opportunities for a better days not a better life
How would the world be fulfilled
When men are yet willing.
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