Let me not to the land of bills, <br />How life there would be, wonder I. <br />With tranquil days and weeks of shy <br />Where tears too stand like tall hills. <br /> <br />Greed, proud be never, <br />As you're limbed with notes and engraved stones, <br />Love isn't greed-boned <br />That once I did even ponder. <br /> <br />Let me not to this hell-like heaven, <br />Hope, there would be an angel <br />With neither greed where evils dwell <br />Nor with the money madness of men. <br /> <br />If greed shall grow in this eternal platform, <br />To us we shan't reach and the men shall God become.<br /><br />Saheb Mohapatra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-me-not-to-the-land-of-bills/
