Garib vo hai jo aapko samradh shali banata hai
Garib vo hai jo aapke lia mahal banata hai
Garib vo hai jo aapke lia har jarooratmand vyavastha karta hai
Garib vo hai jo aapke lia karon ki chader pitta hai
Ore enhain daurane ke lia road bhi banmata hai
Vo garib hai jo aapke lia anaj, dalen ore sabjiyan paida karta hai
Vo mitti main rahta hai, mitti hi khata hai ore mitti main hi sota hai
Mitti hi mata hai usaki ore pita bhi hai mitti
Mrityu hai abhilasha usaki, jeevan hai asha usaki
Rat, din, dhoop ore varish sab hain usake jeevan sathi
Rah door desh ore jangal main chinta karta hai vo aapaki
Mangata hai duayen aaphi ke lia vah din rat tarakki ki
hota hai khush Dekhkar tarakki hi aapki vo,
Sunata hai jab hal vo aapka lagta hai ho bhagvan aap usake
Hai garib rahta garib jeeta garib marta garib
Kya hamne kabhi socha eske lia
Hum sochate hai upne lia ladhate hai enko aapas main
Upne faide ke lia ore bhool jate hain jab ho jata hai faida hamara
Dhanya ho aap mahanubhavo, dhanya ho aapki mahanta.
Dear friends some lines of a poem written by our hearted poet shri Dinkar ji descripting moral of this type of people:
“Swatantrya garv unka jo nar fankon main pran gavante hai
Par nahin bech man ka prakash, roti ka mole chukate hai.”
Please read the poem of Shri Sachidanand Hiranand Vatsyayan ‘Agyei’ – “Main Vahan Hun” Vartman ore bhavishya ke beech setu hun- Karmkar, Shrimik, Shilpi ore Srashta and know the man of garibi
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