Ah, this wealth, this riches
With it's might of allurement,
Enkindles greediness and switches,
Loyalties even of a life mate.
Ah, the glitter of the gold
Propels every thing to be sold,
In a human being in vain
Though his self esteem is slain.
Of liberalization, is it a boon
Or is it a disintegrating bane
For a myopic's personality,
Who weds gold with eternity.
Forget not, oh, the eternal truth
A means and not an end is wealth.
So nice.... trade relation...10 It is sensible issue And must be viewed With restraint and care Else it shall cause in market flutter
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I would like to translate this poem
Ah, the glitter of the gold Propels every thing to be sold, In a human being in vain Though his self esteem is slain.........outstanding conceptuallization. Beautifully inscribed. Thanks for sharing.