(W – 2011) Random Musings – 009
Some live in plush mansions
Some live in slums and on the streets
Those in slums and on the streets
When fight with each other
For survival
Others happen to see
And call that
Dirty, wretched and uncultured life.
When those inside plush mansions
Fight with each other
To feed their greed
Nobody happens to see
And calls that
Refined, decent and cultured life.
In the end
Those who fight for survival
Shed tears of comforting grief
Those who fight to feed their greed
Shed tears of devastating repentance.
poem by Kannan G
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