Wait, my love.
I shall carry it for you.
You cannot carry it.
Wait, my love,
i shall carry it for you.
(My conscience questions me,
what did you do for the poor?
I am really burdened with this question)
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(My conscience questions me, what did you do for the poor? .......so touching queston that we should ask ourselves. We must do something for poor. It is conscience. A brilliant poem really. Thanks for posting.10
It pricked my conscience too dear Tony! You deserve the very best! 10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poet is such a sensitive creature.He is over burdened with plight of the world.Thanks dear poet for sharing.