Blood

Blood, it's the warm human blood, The precious red liquid which flows through the human bodies, Is so much vital for the men That it gives life to all of them; It is of same colour and flavour For the rich and the poor, the aristocrat and the downtrodden, The blood clots in the same way to all, Indeed, there is no basic difference in its ingredients among them. Still it is a matter of deep regret That in terms of social status and strength, The rich and the poor are placed in different ways, Their blood is considered differently on this occasion. The rich always enjoy superior social position and affluence in every respect, Whereas the poor remain deprived and oppressed.