A disease that is spreading over all the mankind,
Making them hollow from inside.
Someone is sleeping on gold tiles.
While someone is sleeping with the reptiles.
Where did our compassion go?
Where did our humanity go?
Why can't we give something to the poor?
When we are having money to buy thousand of malls.
We see people dying on the footpaths,
And there are people who are taking milk baths.
They haven't seen food in days,
And we're spending money on our unnecessary craze.
Can't we give something to them?
We have enough money till our lifetime ends.
What will we do if the same happens to us?
Keep yourself in their place and you'll know the answer.
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