See the human being,
A lush green tree when standing;
When falls, a lengthy log.
If collected, my dear,
whether it will be useful as firewood ?
If burnt, my dear,
Whether there remains
at least any charcoal ?
at least any charcoal ?
See the fascinating figure of the lady,
Beautiful with the thilak and flower !
On aging and lies sick on bed,
Is she worth a penny ?
See the young bull-like fellow,
With healthy and well-built physique
And in desire circling the women;
On aging, with his hunched back,
Whether he will be able
to play the same game like this.
See, this man amassed bags full of wealth,
Last year with the faith on rain,
Sowed in his land the grain,
And often manipulated the account book,
But the account of the Divine
Never changed , true it remain,
Shortly he reached Heaven !
Only after harvest of standing crop,
Is it not the practice to sow the seeds ?
Oh God ! what is the haste
in your human creation fast !
See this woman,
Even after delivery of children ten,
She is carrying for the past months nine !
Always seen, poor lady !
in the condition of pregnancy !
See the human being,
A green tree when standing;
When falls, a lengthy log.
If collected, my dear,
whether it will be useful as firewood ?
If burnt, my dear,
Whether there remains
at least any charcoal ?
at least any charcoal ?
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