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Being poor was my mistake


My family haven't eaten for days

I am trying to earn by all ways

I carry bricks & sometimes I dig well

I tried but I don't have enough blood to sell

I need to give my family a home

I tried but no one gives needy a loan

I have burdens I have tension

Sleeping in footpath after building mansion...

While I was half asleep I felt high pain

It came like high sound of passing train

I was not able to feel anything

Though around was happening many-thing

I was still not aware of the fact

I tried to move but I cant react

I heard my family crying

Nearby was my body lying

The footpath was painted red

Very soon I was dead...

Leaving my helpless family behind

With nothing like cash or kind

My friends & family were not so strong

To even fight against the wrong

Few Years later I realized

The one with money is always right

Everyone knew who was behind the steering

Its just no one has enough daring...

To all the fans of "Super-Star"

I am sorry I died from his car

Your curse I don't want to take

Lets say it was my mistake

This planet is awesome just people have FLAW

I request you never say Everyone is equal in eyes of LAW

I was just wondering about your Opinion

Would it change if I was your Brother or Son...