Poured a bucket full of slang,
For the silly drop that he spilt,
O Virtuous Soul! Thou art splashed,
Into the face of humanity;
Is poverty a mock drill?
Is troll to remove the poverty; greed gilt?
The greatest folly that nations keep,
Both can’t go together on peace march,
-The development and poverty,
Poverty is a stain on the peace,
The attire of humanity,
This is the development,
Whole world is gifted,
If peace proliferates on this earth-
Then who the hell will sell,
The Arms and Ammunition..
We must kill the under table talk..
For truth all must walk, cease not walk