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poverty

Poetry

Sticks or Guns?

Sticks or Guns? Animals are Spreading Vegetations shrinking Deserts are swelling Nomads slaughtering Humans are wailing Running around screaming The Nation is sinking Politicians are sailing Nothing, they are saying Our faith, broken Sticks wielding men trespassing Oh! It’s a…

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Poetry

The Sluggard

Tomorrow crawls up your sleeves. You do not hearken. Rather, you kick up dust and play blame games in the mud while the frail eyes of your mind see other hands turning brown to green. Tomorrow cries as you kick…

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