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.