Comes a calamity and goes,
but leaves ton of problems that grows.
Hungry and thirsty, pale and weak,
these are the people you will meet.
A brother or a sister,
a mother or a father,
they might have lost one another.
A few coins in hand,
and few notes to spare.
All spent in a day,
and nothing to spare.
Little food, some water,
a few clothes, a shelter,
that’s all that they ask for.
Support the people and be kind,
this is a seed that should sown in everyone’s mind.
Be merciful to people,
this will make you and your soul blissful.