The Sweeper in me has woken up sometime back.
The world has so much goodness but the filth has been ever mounting.
Its time I touch this world, sweep away the dirt in small little way.
Why do people abuse others?
Why do people abuse themselves?
Why the greed for money never seems to decline?
Why are we critical about everything and miss the goodness?
Why do they rape a child?
- Nothing pains me than the news of a child being raped.
Why is the world raging with anger all over?
The little sweeper in me tells me that I should do something do to the society.
May the Gods help.
Corruption - Ah! Another bad word for me. I will sweep this one day.
The world has so much goodness but the filth has been ever mounting.
Its time I touch this world, sweep away the dirt in small little way.
Why do people abuse others?
Why do people abuse themselves?
Why the greed for money never seems to decline?
Why are we critical about everything and miss the goodness?
Why do they rape a child?
- Nothing pains me than the news of a child being raped.
Why is the world raging with anger all over?
The little sweeper in me tells me that I should do something do to the society.
May the Gods help.
Corruption - Ah! Another bad word for me. I will sweep this one day.