I LEARNT A LESSON FROM THE PROOR MAN:
I leant a lesson from the poor man:
What is new today, usually the sun has come
About the sky at the far end, the dawn speaks
Good of the day as the cock given its voice
To spread the arrival of sun at the morning
To the earth
A middle aged person in an ugly dress came and saw
In grace look seemed like a hungry man
As he placed his hands on my feet and worshiped me
Expressing his words as baba, though his language
Is known to me half touch
Smelt his harms as his legs are wounded
As he could walk properly ailing for his days
To count and to pass away
The thing what I can give him one meal for his eats
This day, as I offered him a few coins to use in meals
House for the day, I have sent him with a feeling to offered
To the unknown creation, but the god has sent him to me
For the healing effects
Oh, god! You great that have taught me a lesson to show
Kindness to all poor - By ayyan dj - 772011
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