Amidst the forest deep, I squander and ponder like a
sheep,
Huge trees and weeds, I wonder where will humans reach?
Relentless seeds of greed, yonder I see,
Envy has seeped, distorted humanity is !
Into the heart it slowly creeps, no one takes a heed,
So I thought I go into the forest deep, spotting the need,
Not enough is left to feed, impoverishment reeks,
Ardent philanthropists are fast asleep,
Screaming subsidy peevish hunger pleads,
Satiated have empathy, sympathy we do not need,
I wonder when kindness will reap,
Rich are floating in bliss, roaring souls appeal,
Only the peasantry deceived, will the anguish cease,
When will the humanity speak to take a leap,
Here I remember the deeds,Values our parents peaked,
Alas! money begets money,The Poor is born to grieve.
