Duality
🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱When the poverty knock the door,
People labelled me poor.
And run away far from me.
No shelter around to rest a while.
Screaming is remedy of solace.
When the wealth touch in hand,
People called me wealthy man.
then approached near me.
Showed me respect and humble.
Laughing is mask of animus.
Whatever thou called me, but
I am the one, with a same heart.
I am the one, with same figures.
I have rights to live the way,
whether rich or poor.
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RohangKing
5 December 2018 [3:03 PM]
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