She did not lock her door for ever

She did not lock her door, as I had done

She was driven out along with our little son

At my golden age, when I flew with my high ambition

And got married again a lady of status and ultra modern.

My first wife cooperated fully on every rung

Of the ladder, I climbed, I forgot her contribution

When I was low and humble and not ambitious

When I had no man or money power, poor in status

She came as Goddess of wealth and with sweet tune

And I was grown up to a gentleman of fame and fortune

But pride, power and ego made me complete blind

I drove her out of my home and compelled her to find

Some other poor shelter along with our little kid

She took immense difficulties to maintain and feed

And to grow up our son to a gentleman of name and fame

And now I knocked her door, completely losing my game

To find that she did not lock her door for ever

She welcomed me in cool and with confidence and did favor

Today in my humble and wretched condition

She provided me shelter and with all provisions

‘She did not lock her door' to me for ever

Greatness has broad heart, never avenges others