Poverty Sounds Like A Curse
Rich people feel comfortable to link
Poverty as A Curse of Previous Karma.
In fact, it is product of inequality and injustice
In distribution of economic resources.
A pet of rich gets healthy food to eat
While poor starve in hunger to die.
Working eighteen hours a day
In summer heat and extreme winter
They can't earn enough to feed their kids.
Indeed, illiteracy is the root cause of poverty
Until state manages for school fees of
Children of poor, how it is possible, just to say.
Opportunities limited only for rich people
In form of loan and political chair.
Nothing is fair in poor man's share
Everything is in favour of privileged class.
Do buildings kissing blue sky
Serve the basis needs of working class.
I got shocked and surprised to notice
The blessings and grace of Lord
Available only for those who retain ability
To decorate bed room with bundles of
Millions notes for their honey moon.
People in earth die from thirst of water
Advanced nation feels glory to search
Source of water in moon and mars.
People here die from famine
Super powers misuse their funds
In atomic energy and ammunition.
No one there to advocate their rights
Human Right Activists sleep calm and relax.
Poets and philosophers ensured
Their glory by describing poverty as
The bitter reality of Life
Both served their own motives
No remedy they presented,
To eradicate poverty.
Cashed their own credits.
One day wrath of working class will explode
Like trapped lava inside alive volcano.
The whole world has to pay cost for its guilty.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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2019..April 18...10.14am
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