In the supreme court of shri vishnu,
Petitions are filed, by talents of me and you!
The talent of the sluggish, who sleeps and sleeps!
The talent of the pessimist, on luck who weeps.
The talent of the poor, who can't go to school,
Talent of the spoiled rich, who thinks himself cool!
The talent of the lover, whose heart broke!
The talent of the depressed, who smokes and smokes!
The talent of the coward, who can't face hurdles!
The talent of the dejected, who can't even struggle!
Filled with rage, deluged with cusses,
The talents cries INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE! INJUSTICE!
So my friends! Thy talents whom thou thyself slay,
Have you booked a lawyer, for the judgement day!
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