A BUFFALO DIES IN A TOWN

A buffalo dies in a town
Where there’s no knife
To those who know not their values
Opportunities flash themselves

A buffalo dies in a town
Where there’s a need for meat
By they don’t recognize that
The dead buffalo is a bundle of meat –
Opportunities come as a curse
Peace often disguises as disappointments
Prevention from worst experiences comes as delays

A buffalo dies in a town
Where they prefer to look for meat in the desert
Acres of diamonds – acres of diamonds
What we have we never appreciate

A buffalo dies in a town
Where it’s left to rot and waste
We take no advantage of opportunities

A buffalo dies in a town
Where residents are complacent and sluggish
On the other side the grass is always greener
Conwell’s Acres of Diamonds! – There’s no pity
For the rich man’s child
Who’s overpampered and ungrateful
To create wealth is better
Than to inherit it

A buffalo dies in a town
Where things are taken for granted
But tough times make people
Tough, self-reliant and resilient
More than being garrulous and loquacious
Actions do matter
Strengthening those persevering
On the earth
The courage to face the odds
In the world
And prove themselves by their effort.

(Ben Alani, 2009)

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