To the uneducated, the scholar is a nuisance
Like love birds to one who cannot find love
Like a single unemployed mother and her daughter
Seated in a corner of the house
Watching children rushing to welcome
Their fathers returning from work
Envy is the default colour
When one is sketched beside things one cannot have
But scholars have their problems
So do love birds
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