Ensconced in regal poise
The King revels amidst the garbage
Disillusioned by his grandeur
His crown he allows to pale.
The low the mind stoops to set
The more our dignity bound to vanish
King we are, the claim is always laud
Mean and brutal in selfishness man swims.
A little effort is thrown for charity
And spoken with deafening loud
So to all the ears of the world
The act of charity may fall.
Pious act drabs their moves
Every single word carries recognition
In the name of the Almighty Lord
Man seeks to cover the soiled face.
How long will this last?
Man and mind is one indifferent
In fame and pleasures we wallow
Shedding tears glisten with selfish motives.
Ensconced in regal poise
The King revels amidst the garbage
Disillusioned by his grandeur
His crown he allows to pale.
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