Living

Have you forgotten the hands

that knitted your fortune,

What fortune , 'O' that beggar to...
Oh no! no beggar no millionaire

how ungrateful you are !

He gave his years, sweaty days,

night pills and you measure

things with money...

Yes: what other measure

you have? Monkeys jump from

tree to tree- rich men play

in farm houses, everything is for sale

sell if you have, buy if you can

whatever your measure - no way.

But death, the end certain

Why not live? 

You call this life?

No, no living LIVING.

Ok. Thank you, good tea,

let me go plant some life

for a living you know !!

Sabita Sahu