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A small poem (ghazal style) about war and piece and shared social concerns |
Now, not only the rich should be doing their best for this country Yet, fortune calls on those with a lot more to loose in every country! Most of us can be happy about the current state of affairs; Others are not so lucky, they wail over graves in our country! The watchful among us, must be prudent, steadfast and convincing Since, foolish people too, can be awesome fine, and run a country! Gold in the mud is still gold: So, look up those of golden make up There are folks who are bad and also hurtful in every country! A growing class of graduating but unskillful, can just prove That, they will try and sell looking-glasses to a then blind country! |