There is a master
n there are so many slaves...
The master took pity on the slaves plight
n asked them to go to the fair to enjoy the ride...
He game them the money n the means...
to take the departure flight,
However, predetermined the time of return flight...
He hugged n blessed them..
Coz he knew the fair is enormous n huge...
He wished they did well while enjoyin the muse
The slaves thanked n praised the master
Coz he had given them an opportunity divine
to break the shackles n lead a free life..
Hope that the slaves do well in the Fair of life...
N can please the masters when they return after the ride...
shweta advani
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fair-called-life/
