From a leaf to another leaf,
Leap the frogs in their rush paces,
In the molested water lake,
That has been used to clean every five years
Or, every season it need be coloured.
When the frogs becomes the beggar in suits,
He or she rates amount to be given!
The frogs croak with its honey pasted lips,
The fishes grasp it with fervent kisses-
Beggars provide drinks and throw big parties!
Blame games, designed crimes, show-room justice
Beggar turned boss, servant turned Satan:
They formed, embodied and they suffer,
Such’s been the laws of the water land!
