The Voice

We are homeless, not hopeless.

We are crying, but trying.

We are hungry, so we beg.

We have limited, so we respect.

What do you do?

You are a slave of your gadgets.

Nothing real matters to you.

Have you any emotions? NO.

 You say you have. But if you have —

Why you do everything for money, not for eternal peace or happiness?

All have to go empty-handed, but with our deeds.

You collect money with sin.

When will you understand

That you should do good for all.

And get their blessings and good-wishes.

And not forget to make your contribution for the Mother Nature

Whom you have taken for granted.

I don't know how I make you understand that —

It's not the time to regret, but to act.

Not to worsen, but to correct.