Rich & Poor
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Sathya Narayana
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Rain, rain and rain
from fat cloud-tycoon
over lush green garden
and swelling brine.
But alas not even a drop
on thirsty desert terrain!
I wonder at the way
the nature was ordained;
to feed the rich
and let die the poor
in never ending adversity?
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