The Coming Back Poem by Ashish Chand

The Coming Back …
……the roots are firm ….

"To be termed rich …You must be earning money from money …"
That's the dictum these days in my country …O! Sweet Honey …
"You can't be rich just by hard work …or by mere Intelligence …"
"Each path is curved n blinding …Each way a Crooked Nuance …"
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But Yes! I've been Truthful and sincere …Righteous is my Glance …
Yes! I am rich and I have earned all my money …In ethical Stance…
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Strange is my' this Ambiguous Mind …Strange is its funny Dance …
With such a mind in me …O! Dear friends I cannot take any Chance …
I've Money still I don't make Merry …Happiness is my distant Romance …
I count rupees, gold and diamonds …Alas I do not know Trees and Plants …
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In my this great country which bestows on each being the finest life …
I …because of my own stupid mind …am living the life full of strife …
Never …never this country has acknowledged any greatness in money …
Never …never these lands have praised or applauded the richness' irony …
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We, Indians believe in showering happiness all around …and live life sunny …
Our land offers enough to live …to eat …and also lots of music and harmony …
The dictate … "To be rich …You must be earning money from money …"
Was impregnated in my psyche by the cunning people who now appear funny …
In India just live the ordinary life …Do the justice to your life by just being pure …
Happiness will be your domain … Blessed n Peaceful will be your life for sure …
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