True Possessions Poem by Prafulla Kumar Panda

Never be proud of wealth and for richness sway
Quite ephemeral they're, can vanish in a day
They can't fulfill the purpose of life
They're bad masters, can't be a good wife

Since our days're short, let's do our deed
Let spiritual wisdom germinate from its seed
And spread gigantic branches and cool shades provide
To the needy and distressed whom our soul abides

Money and mansion though bring us comfort
But whet our greed to distort our useful effort
Let our soul shine with our good conduct
And bask in our spiritual possession for elysian comfort

We can't live life only by material wealth
Rather by charity forever after our death.

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