Charity Flows

I feel myself no noble As everything comes without struggle The empire is well built on untruthfulness It needs no window for success It is inherited enough from ancestors The property owned is of enough treasure I am born with silver spoon The life shines fully in noon “Why do you need to struggle” people may often say “Why do you unnecessarily invite troubles” they may comment any way I know even divine treasure may find bottom If proper taken is not taken with wisdom Some of the income goes towards charity Some of it goes towards temples for deity Some fund is diverted for educational purpose Some portion is utilized as I choose Despite all these, I feel remorse Not curse exactly but it involves no course My labor or efforts to earn more I just keep wealth in safe store I am still happy that its utilization is for good Some of the orphans are provided with food They give blessings when visit the place I find it as matter of pride with smile on face I must reflect it clearly As the wealth is looked after dearly It has no property right clamed by me I have allowed it to flow freely