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Great Men Opposed Ignorance-demon

One person is a multimillionaire

Another is a pick-pocket or liar

But all become one in they pyre

Mingling with the God of fire

 

God's gift is one's birth-place

Everyone, his sins will chase

God of death shows no grace

He will exactly count the days

 

Decide not man's worth by age

See whether he is in ignorance-cage

To come out, let him just manage

To help him, you have to encourage

 

One man is a monster

Another is an oyster

Yet another is a master

Let reasoning stop disaster

 

Knowledge if you accumulate

Great actions, you can emulate

Noble schemes, you can formulate

Let not the beginning be too late

 

Create, invent and discover

Pray to God for safety-cover

Scent-power is had by a flower

Your aims, do not at all lower

 

Edison in his greatest experiment

Faced stoically every disappointment

One day he invented the filament

Then light entered into every apartment

 

In this way, many geniuses were born

They initially walked on pricking thorn

Their brainy heads, crowns did adorn

They were proved to be great later on

 

Just go back in your memory lane

Had anyone thought of a flying-plane?

Wright Bros were regarded as insane

To mental blindness, they gave cane

 

By the Almighty, Sun was invented

By Sun, darkness is circumvented

By prayer, agonies are prevented

By sweat, our victories are augmented.

 

mvvenkataraman

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mvvenkataraman
Indian
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Jan 5, 2014
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Our aim must be to succeed, A useful life, we must lead, We must fulfill man's need, We must live with no greed, Noble must be our deed, Then peace is ours indeed, Always help is what I now plead.

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