Your - my

Your - My


Your land is your land,
My land becomes your land.

I don't know How it becomes a trend.

For Your pain there is Your pen,
For My pain there is also Your pen.

It is a Mystery how it becomes history.

For yourself there is your book,
For Myself there is also your book.

How it happens I have to take a careful look.

For Your labour you gain,
For my labour also you gain.

Can you tell me where is my share of gain?

You decide your status - good,
You also decide my status -crude.

Can I ask how you become so much shrewd?

Your pleasure is your pleasure,
My suffering is also your pleasure.

Can you tell me how much it is fairer?


So one day I have asked for change,
But again you set the exchange rate .

I expect some love, humanity and compassion,

But till date I just get the hate..

You become great and glorify it as just.
Sorry to say but I also put trust.


You know very well it is my everyday reality,
Can I ask what and where is your morality?