Happiness is not what our toil begets

But a state of mind;

It is not stored in stacks,neither is it

The glorious things.

What's happiness when a neighbour

Swims in a pool of melancholy

And his kind floats in an ocean of bliss?

Happiness lives in an ambience of calm

Where man and his environment are cohabitants,

Not when a man kills to feed his ego 

And feels that happiness is his kind

Not when he cheats or discriminates

Against  his clans to get euphoria that

Begets him happiness,

To be happy levies no victim of any blood

Than creating happiness for all.

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