Life and Value of a Poor Man
A self-respecting man from my city passed away in poverty
The candle that was burning went to the officer's house
Countless sheets covered the tomb
The poor man outside died in the cold
The rich city dogs stole the bread
The hunger of the poor city children was left unfulfilled
The face was telling that he died of hunger
The ruler said that he died after eating something.
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