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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464402" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Was Shot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was night, <br>The whole nation was in freight, <br>For starvation prevailed over<br>Each nook and corner.<br> <br>I went out with an empty pocket<br>And a blank bag, <br>To manage commodities for my own kids, <br>And walked timidly <br>Through the lanes and lawns, <br>I came across men and women<br>With harrowed pallid faces, <br>There was stifling in the airs<br>As if something had rotten<br>Beneath the crust of time.<br> <br>I advanced through the streets<br>To seek an opportunity, <br>A chance to carry out my intents: <br>The maiden adventure.<br> <br>I saw the houses big and small, <br>But the doors were shut, <br>At some spots I saw the guards <br>Watching at the gates with guns.<br> <br> I found a mansion with the walls <br>Neither too high nor too small, <br>Inner contents of the house were visible<br>And the watchman seemed to be dozing, <br>In the chair with the mozer in his lap.<br> <br>I quailing my strength and courage, <br>Jumped over the bordering wall, <br>And I stealthily went ahead through<br>The plants and flowering shrubs; <br>All the time caring lest sound should disturb<br>The sleeping indwellers.<br> <br>I made a sudden survey, <br>And my eyes located the kitchen, <br>A place of treasure, it was simply bolted, <br>Merely hooked with out any lock.<br> <br>I with making a noise least<br>Searched for the containers <br>Containing the precious articles, <br>And discovered many of them empty.<br> <br>I found a tin-box with a little quantity of flour, <br>No more than kilo two and a half, <br>And a bag of sugar laid beside. <br>I turned up the tin-box, <br>Poured the flour into my own bag, <br>And carried along the packed sugar too.<br> <br>I moved back and strove to leap over the wall, <br>But my legs staggered <br>As if they began to revolt against my wills; <br>In the effort I fell and thump awoke the guard, <br>He pointed his mozer and fired twice, “Bang, bang”, <br>One shot hit in the shank of my leg, <br>I lay on the ground, <br>Gripping the targeted spot tight, <br>The piercing pain of the shot woke me up, <br>I found myself on the floor, instead of in the bed, <br>But I was holding my leg tight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q>
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The whole nation was in freight, 
For starvation prevailed over
Each nook and corner.
 
I went out with an empty pocket
And a blank bag, 
To manage commodities for my own kids, 
And walked timidly 
Through the lanes and lawns, 
I ca..."></div>
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