Life To Him Was An Unpleasant Necessity Poem by Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar

Life To Him Was An Unpleasant Necessity



Face pale
Perspiration dripping
Breathing heavily
His legs tiring
He was using
Full energy
In pulling the weight
Of heavy and wealthy
For the sake of
Two little meals
For him and his family
He was a poor
Rickshaw driver
With no other means
No other choice
Life to him was an
Unpleasant necessity

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