Treasure Island

gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

We Ourselves Are Disgraced


Only for wealth, more wealth
Alas, wealth is bigger than us.

We ourselves are disgraced
Because of worldly goods
Alas, we are smaller than worldly goods.

We ourselves are disgraced
Because of perversion of intellect
Alas, we are small we are slave we are in lowliness.

Submitted: Saturday, May 11, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013

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Because of lack of proper education we are slave to worldly goods.

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