Whose Sense Has Deceived Themselves Luck Can't Help - 3

Whose Sense Has Deceived Themselves Luck Can't Help - 3 4 January, 2019 How a man you are! Can't realize what is fair and what is unfair? Like lower beings you only walk, eat, drink, sleep Forgetting even what are basic; You do not less hesitate to adopt unfair means For self interest you have gathered all vices, You are cutting all the trees for you need desert To turn into stones all the flowers you have caught; The Most Beneficent Lord has blessed you much For the needy you should spend, hence; But you cost and waste foolishly Destroying things, beings with periphery; Your mission is in lots of questions Your vision is barred for lots of vices, Your sense is that of naughty children Your life is nothing but poisonous burden.