Always a moment arrives when we realize

That there are folks dwelling out there who agonize

That when we indulge in pleasant felicity

There are others who drown in desolate misery

While men of clout crave for control

Of gain, gold and over every soul

There implores the men of poverty

Whose hearts hope for sustenance merely

We have witnessed the wretched suffer

Toiling tirelessly with whatever they can offer

Consuming from the remnants of our meals,

They survive subsisting at our heels

When we respire in our refreshing ambient

We overlook those who scour and sweep for its enhancement

With every transient phase of time

Propagates the obliquity of this crime

The distance amid the affluent and deprived

Stubbornly persists to amplify and remind

That we ought to build bridges

Bonding and dwindling differences like stitches

Harmony is encountered in tolerating variances

Not in prevailing aggravating arrogances

Between those of kin and non-relatives

Disregarding all deceit, vanity and negatives

Determined we should be, to not reap

Benefits from what the pitiful sow while they weep

Earnest we must be, to lend a hand

In their times of tribulation and expand

The bounties of love and brotherhood

Spreading peace and strengthening good

We do not have to be exhaustive or spent

Just humbly adopt tranquility as our avowed intent.