They say glibly that poverty is a curse, Paying for sins of one’s previous birth. Why not loosen strings of your purse? Charity, man, can give the poor, mirth. All men are equal when they’re born,
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Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Poetry with tag sparrow | summer
They say glibly that poverty is a curse, Paying for sins of one’s previous birth. Why not loosen strings of your purse? Charity, man, can give the poor, mirth. All men are equal when they’re born,