Preamble To A Pauper Poem by vaibhav vizard

Far from urban society,
safe from tumultous noise,
ignoring the hue and cry,
he is busy in searching for food,
preamble to a pauper.
Being tagged as a bankrupt,
is like humour to him,
apart is is a satire,
is like feeble mock to him,
preamble to a pauper.
We consider it as a great sin,
when an insolvent's shadow falls on us,
rather it is redemption for us,
because Almighty lives in them,
preamble to a pauper.
Their exhilrated moment,
that they never repent,
jubiliant to get food for two time,
and a sound sleep from ten to five,
preamble to a pauper.