“Oh you, my dear friend,
You know, I’m rarely found,
Deep under the ground,
My life being earth-bound.”
“I’m under constant pressure,
Though I’m held as a treasure.
From you, I’ve nothing to hide,
My value and self-earned pride.”
“A brunette or blond may be she,
She ever loves to wear me,
For I add luster to her charm,
Keeping her spirit always warm.”
“I’m the hardest material
Taken out deep down the soil,
To be used as a tool to cut
Anything hard, even the toughest.”
“My half-brother coal,
To play, he has another role.
From our carbon family,
He comes out hurriedly.”
“His lack of patience,
Gives him no chance
Like me to become,
So, black he became.”
“They burn him as fuel.
To tell this, sorry I feel.
He could’ve stayed with me
To turn as diamond like me.”
“Diamond, diamond everywhere,
Not a coal-piece found anywhere.
Then how the poor would cook?
Isn’t an intolerable sight to look? ”
“Before my coal-brother I bow.
I feel like confessing now.
Am I really more valuable?
I beg it’s for you to tell.”
Rajaram Ramachandran
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