The Grain Drain

The Grain Drain

Underneath rays
He prays

For abundant wealth
For good health
and immense strength

Armour of paddy fields
With sickle, he wields
With fortitude, he shields
Awaiting the annual yields

Amidst terraces, the farmers toil
Incessantly burning the midnight oil
Knowingly ignoring the painful boil 
I rise from flooded soil
He sinks in debt coil
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