Marketing: Classic Version Poem by Sujeet Kumar Vishwakarma

Marketing: Classic Version

जग मोरा बैरी भया, खाने मिली न रोट,
बेच बेच सब गल गया, एकही मिला न नोट |
सुरसा सर पर चढ़ खड़ी, गारी देत हज़ार,
मन में प्रलय का दृश्य है, कैसे हो व्यापर |

कोई लखत न कर्म को, फल की पूजा होय,
करम करत जीवन गया, फल बिन मूरख रोय |
कबीरा साई देखकर, दुनिया, है हैरान,
बेचन में क्या क्या बना, कलयुग का इंसान |

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Meaning:
1st para: (The world has turned enemy to me, they don't buy hence I donot get to eat. I lost everything making effort to sell, rare units i could sell. Sursa(A witch from Indian mythology, here used for boss) keeps on daunting and pressurising. amid all this unrest, how should i do the job properly...
lol :))

2nd Para: (No one cares how much of work you do, all yearn for results, a salesman lives working all the time, but wails without result. On finding this kabira says he is astonished to see, what all modern society people become to get results.)
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