As long as We are away from Bad company of wealth, All the glamours of life, We have a honeycomb Divinely stored in heart- The juicy gulp of honey That feeds our healthy soul That sustains our life To breed a better humanity.
By the time A siege of the money More than required Is laid around the lamb In the pasture of heart, It becomes as fierce as A beast in the forest That devours the innocence, All values and virtues That beautify the garden Of sustained humanity.
All the comforts That the body enjoys In the material world Are the imps of the Devil That rules the gross body With waging a continuous war Against the soul of the subtle empire In individual invincible consciousness.
