Work hard like a donkey, earn a lot of money,
fill up your belly and go for TV or a movie
Wine, women and party, life seems so jolly,
mobile and laptop so handy,  fly abroad and make merry
Keep yourself busy and 'Be in the present'  don't worry
    Eat out what is tasty and drink a lots of Pepsi
Right or wrong? Don't worry, and do what makes you happy
    Forget Stress and hyper-tension, Is money not honey?
O ! Mr and Mrs  Rat, hear me,  there is a dangerous cat
That will strip away everything in life  and knock you off in a moment
Laptops, mobiles and TVs,  Homes, friends and relatives
Job, money and life cozy,  even your dear dreams rosy
You're not what you see in the mirror,  but a pure spirit soul from eternity
Now encaged in this perishable body, suffering from womb to tomb misery
With a greed to enjoy yourself alone,  you came to this world of rat race
You're driver of this material body, like a pilot is driving a plane
Sufferings from body & mind, from other living beings and nature so dominant
Are the three prongs of Durga's trident,
            to remind us of our duty to our eternal Friend
Whole world is in a mad rat race,
            but we remain a rat as if caught up in a maze
Money can neither buy happiness, nor love or trust or peacefulness
Flickering pleasures only come and go,
            like nectar turning into poison, we know
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