The Butcher Preached

A wealthy man with a faithful heart,
Went to a shopping mart.
And bought a cross made of gold,
For a large amount of money it was sold.

He went on the street and shouted 'The Lord is with me.'
A butcher laughed 'HA! cant be,
You bought it with money.....'

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On Child Labour

Childhood years are something we treasure,
But there are those who have not achieved this pleasure.

A childhood they could not savour,
As they had to do rigorous child labour.

Can there be a gamble of greater sorrow?
Than giving up your childhood,
For some food for tomorrow....

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On Poverty..

How will the poor man raise his voice,
Without food in his belly?
He is willing to work,
But wishes he had the energy.

Like many things in this universe,
This cycle too has been reversed.

He will have to become someone,
So as to feed his belly.
He will have to ignore his hunger,
If food he wants to see.

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The Scratch Preached

An enthusiastic young man bought a car new,
And with equal enthusiasm he wrote on it
'God loves you'.

One fine day he discovered,
Something his car did'nt have before,
And surprisingly he started,
Liking his car even more.

For the eyes, it was a large scratch,
On the car's exterior part.
But it was epitome of hope and love
For the human heart.

On that car new,
Someone had scratched 'I love God too'.

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Footpaths

I was filled with hope and I wrote this ode,
When I observed a footpath next to a road.

For as they built roads for people to strive,
and towards growth and progress joyously drive.
The builders did not conveniently forget,
Those who cannot drive yet.

It occured to the building souls,
To build for those walking towards their goals.
Moving, although slightly slow,
Perhaps enjoying the journey more.

In due time everyone shall shift from footpath to road,
And this shall seem like a meaningless ode.
But I hope roads are never the only things on the builders' minds,
For even footpaths are important for mankind..

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