I'm a common man with modest means,
and common people have to be
conscious of their deeds
that may justify
their philanthropic conscience.
They have their limitations
and need to look for small avenues
to satisfy the good spirit.
I am no exception,
I collect my tiny grains of good deeds,--
A potted rose feeling extremely thirsty,
its buds and top leaves drooping despiritedly,
I pour water with care and consideration,
Within fifteen minutes I see the results,
The branches straighten and leaves turn taut,
the buds raise their heads again,
They will smile fully tomorrow.
Now who says that
good deeds don't fetch beautiful results?
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