Life has always been intact, <br />Though my tiny boat had often <br />Broken by startling tides <br />And washed off by floods! <br />Thanks to God, the merciful, <br />All ended well with me, but, <br />Children today work so long <br />To make winnings in heaps. <br />Alien to them are sweetness, <br />Either in flesh or in souls! <br />Their delights too are strains; <br />Temples full of swollen veins!<br /><br />Tajudeen Shah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/swollen-veins/
