Poor Can Not

I love people around Smile when happiness is found On their faces with cheers to keep I mix with them and offer friendship I love their greediness It is part of life and needs chase Any hungry man may want food It is immaterial where from it is found Yes it is hidden desire To own and acquire By any means available Human race therefore has to struggle In this selfish world, you expect none To rush for help when they are laden With all sorts of dirty tricks They may offer sometimes only kicks Some of their steps are restricted As they know that it will be resisted There won’t be any use if perused more They have to find out new means from mind store To some extent we need to understand Their helplessness and realities on ground Not all people are blessed with They need to face it with might of teeth Poor can not be expected as brave How can he think of behaving nice? When his belly is empty? How will he pray for almighty?