Seventy and Thirty

Seventy and Thirty

P K Routray

Contains, we say a human life

thirty percent joy but seventy percent strife.

Thirty percent of his time he hardly spends for the benefit of his soul

seventy percent or more of his time he misuses or toils to earn to dole.

Seventy percent of luxuries of his car is never used

seventy percent of his cloth in closet remain unused.

Seventy percent of space in his gigantic villa is not necessary

from the barren space haunt him surely the evil spirits making him scary.

Seventy percent of the features of his phones is never used

as if it is only meant for his tiny grandchildren to be kept amused.

Seventy percent of food in a party and a function are left as left over

cry for food seventy percent people on the earth, the ill nurtured and poor.

This thirty and seventy percent theory hold fairly true for each case and occasion

it calls for, man the self proclaimed most intelligent creature for contemplation.