All Are Equal Poem by Pratheek Praveen Kumar in Calm Reflections

All are equal deep down the core,
He be a baker or broker or a beggar,
A king, a farmer, a soldier or cleaner,
All are equal deep down the core.

Blessed is one who well-treats every one,
Cursed is one who ill-treats some one,
Who scorns the other will suffer in vice,
While treats as himself, he rejoices in peace.

All are equal, all brethrens in essence,
Poor or rich makes no difference,
Nor wise or stupid, nor cruel or kind,
For, man is man, while comes to the world.