Of equality, I sing
where we all have become brothers
with the same pain.
It is a simple question—
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We have become eunuchs going to guard the king, kingdom and harem! Whom shall I tell this pain: My home is not mine, the idle knave get the better of the honest toiler! /// heart touching expression; always great the rebel Poet was; beautiful translation
Good truthful poem. I guess reckons you owe him a good life because ge has organised you into a distinct society and has an arny to defend and a bureacracy to run on your behalf. This is why democracy is important. When a king....read Donald Trump....becomes indisciplined riotous They the people should show him the door. We should abolish monarchs and i daresay it will happen kingdom by kingdom
A brilliant poem on king and subjects is astutely and touchingly delineated. The present condition of the society is impressively inscribed. Insightful write. Thank you sir. Five stars.