At the cost of your toil, We celebrate and enjoy, Claim ourselves the best, For being born into decent families, Take pride for owning a luxurious life. While our decency and superiority have prevented us From respecting your labour, You put all your sweat and blood, To make our lives smooth and comfortable. We are very much indebted to you. The world would be struck with famine, If you do not cultivate. The world would become rotten and smell foul, If you do not pick the garbage And clean the surroundings. The world would be homeless, If you do not built houses. The world would be naked, If you do not weave the cloth And wash our dirty clothes. From the very moment we opened our eyes, You offered help, At each and every step of our lives. Yet, we haven't honoured you or treated you with dignity, Unlike the richer society. May a day come, when we understand that, You are the most precious people in the world, Dearest to us than anyone else, You are...