Contentment Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

The say contentment is the best rule of life
What can you do if not understood by wife?
Old age with old rules has gone the Wind announces
Now even soil is measured by pounds and ounces.
New lords, new laws a guiding maxim
Man is now weighed according to his income.
Old rules are ruled by new ones Nature says
And he who lingers in it high price pays.
Contentment lives on rent in some shabby room
And always ponders on his bleak, bleak doom.
No, not at all; contentment has heart's calm
And for all heart's injuries and pains, the best balm.
Contentment is no doubt the brightest diamond
Found in beggars bundles not on crowns round.