Where take I this little fortune
Upon the measures of my obligations
To fight my self problematic battle
and cater for and feed my little nation
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The end of a poor man is really not cool at all! So much unfulfilled potentials.
Silently do I endure this pains that leaves sorrow upon my heart a stain How hard on this ocean that I may float with the elegy in a mans throat... such fine poem and great thinking.. hardship and poverty can be also a way to come out of it by working hard........ thaqnk u dear poet. tony
Nice poem, , sure for 10 give them chance it is cruelty on the people who had struggled hard to throw foreign yoke but local leaders have bargained for the power the people have suffered a lot and became poor the local people must rise in revolt and deliver the jolt if they surrender willingly accept it and give them the chance readily Hasmukh Amathalal