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This poem tells the basis on which one should be loved. |
| Love, love is in the air But its not filled everywhere Where is love for the poor? From the people who get money shower. Where is love for the needy? Oh! Yes, even its eaten up by the greedy. Where is love for the poor sick? From those who treat them with no wick. Where is love for the ones who suffer for food? From those who save up tons for their brood. Where is love for the ones with clothes no proper? From those who spend their life as a shopper. Nowadays love comes where money lives But this is not a matter to forgive! One should love other's beauty of mind And not the money they find. If this is followed everywhere, Then of course Love will be in the Air… |