Rain is downpour this year.
Everything is swimming.
Cows, dogs are in jeopardy.
They cannot get Rain Baseraa
By the government. It's a human thing.
It's we can be their brothers,
Sisters and parents,
But the task is the toughest.
My two hands cannot shelter them all.
They're too many in the lanes, on the roads.
I wish I had six hands
Alleviate their sufferings.

But we have limitations
That uspet us when things slip out of our hands
Yet we have to accommodate the spacious wishes
In the less space.