Friday, January 29, 2021

THE POOR MAN'S BALLAD

Who would be a poor man's friend,
someone he could share views with?
The class where perils have no end,
'All men are equal' - is just a myth.

How does the poor man want to evade,
his already darkening dark being?
The perils threaten like a razor blade,
the bondage of centuries just not fleeing.

How would the poor ever see a rainbow,
the ones who knew only shades of grey?
'All poor people are equal' - if they must know,
on whom the sober elite suck and prey.



Prasenjit©1997-2021



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