Even you’ve strength
You don’t have cattle
My age mate
You won’t get
Poverty will strength and ambitions
In village with man with hope
Who watch flag
Poverty will kill strength with man
Who wish to be flag bearer
In wresting,
Lead wrestler goes to cattle camp
After match
But lead poor wrestler to farm
After wearing shame of being
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