MERIDIAN OF LIFE(by Ram)
Starting from the dawn, life's go on
Begged when he was a little child until lad
Seeing different faces of catastrophe
Wearing rugged clothes and clemency on his face
Spending each day by looking at the chances
Weathering storms, noisy roads, sirenes of passing vehicles
and goons are faced
Empty cans are tried to fill patiently
Each contains is another day of life
A cane to keep him stand
He lived in menace and despondency
The streets of fears and tears
Taking the roads of disappointments
As sprout of pains, spurshim heeding
He holds a moment of hope on his hand
Like a fist of sand that falls little by little
Or the droppping of leaves from the woody plants
