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| In search of a heart Where I can make my home And like a flower boom. When I knock at the heart's door of a politician, It is locked by the lock of corruption. When I knock at the heart's door of a trader, It is locked by the lock of hoarding. When I knock at the heart's door of a rich man, It is locked by the lock of money. When I knock at the heart's door of an ascetic It is locked by the lock of self-righteousness. When I knock at the heart's door of bureaucrat It is locked by the lock of nepotism. I was siking in despair, not knowing where to go, There came to boat which took me to a little hut, Under a tree, with a sign board in front of it, "Welcome to Love" And I entered free. |
