#TrumpVsPowell Taka Earth, Earth Taka

Taka Earth, Earth Taka,

Life is spinning in Dhaka.

Today’s king, tomorrow’s beggar,

The game of time, nothing remains.

Money falls from the leaves of trees,

Value is empty without hard work.

The smell of wet earth in sweat,

That very money brings happiness.

Dreams break in the fire of greed,

Money just lures with deception.

Earthly people, unite in the earth,

No one walks away with money.

That’s why I say, understand,

Money is not happiness, look at the heart.

People will remain, the earth will remain,

Money will just turn to dust!