Spare a Thought

Spare a thought for the less fortunate ones always,

For they are also a part of the human race.

It is always a matter of shame, that we ignore them, on other days.

But we can think of them in other ways.

For they too count, though they are not,

As fortunate as we are, but they too belong.

They live with what they have got.

But it costs nothing we can take them along,

Life is a wheel of life, that goes around and around.

When your turn comes you will have to go.

Then you will be lying there next to him sans any sound.

Where rich and poor will have the same address.

Burial/ Creamation ground Irrespective of your fame.

Where you rest in peace/ are creamated for ever.

After you die and it matters not what your

Name means.

For death is a great equalizer.