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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>April, March! Soldiers Search for HUNGER MARCH - A1 Story</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">World has advanced in many days...<br>Yet in 21st Century poverty retains in umpteen ways; <br>Hunger glinted in his eyes...<br>He does begging and petty thievery, at the same time! <br>Cheeks were sunken and clothes were in rags but still, a crime! <br>Believe I swear in the name of god, my words are not lies.<br>April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw a rag picker scrounging for a coin in the garbage, <br>Though he is with bare foot who knows as bub, he is cute! <br>Owing to the troubles he met, made him mute.<br>He can fill the rivers with poverty's tears...<br>His eyes were pale and mouth opened for food cabbage! <br>One among is he, pleading and begging the passersby yet nobody hears.<br>April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The street is lighted with half naked<br>Bodies go begging down, the street and half fed, <br>From head to toe they're covered with poverty, yet<br>With pain and misery as their make-up set; <br>Hunger is present in their stomach and a rat's race! <br>And it is vaguely seen on their face and a food race.<br>April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Labourers in construction breaking the stones...<br>And lifting the bricks while scorching sun is the witness! <br>They work bodily, resembles awkward dance of a heap of bones, <br>The skin saturates and swallows the heat, I bet! <br>Leaving it dark as the midnight sky, oh! What a mess! <br>Their hopes are dashed; life is smashed of body’s sweat! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Mother weeps and father yells! <br>Sitting in the house of poverty and what-else! <br>Small sister sleeps and her little brother dies and I linger; <br>His father only stares as he is killed by hunger...<br>Why doctors only cure diseases and why not<br>Poverty - the biggest disease of all. Is it not? <br>April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every now and then in newspapers, I hear<br>The death of a peasant or two, oh my dear! <br>Unable to feed family, life has become Herculean task, <br>Drowned himself in melancholy, under hunger mask! <br>Bogged down under wheels of Pressure, not to hide...<br>Due to debts of treasure, he committed suicide! <br>April, March! Soldiers search for Hunger march at poverty's home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lot of hunger and empty bowl without food is poverty, <br>Not having one more dress to take bath is poverty, <br>............................................. ..............................................<br>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>READ PART 2>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br>*A big NOTICE BOARD: Oops! Sorry the poem is NOT completed. This is just break time! Now read to make your reading wholesome read PART - 2</div><div style="margin:10px 0">April, March! Soldiers Search for HUNGER MARCH - A2 Story</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Harindhar+Reddy">Harindhar Reddy</a><div class=q>
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Yet in 21st Century poverty retains in umpteen ways; 
Hunger glinted in his eyes...
He does begging and petty thievery, at the same time! 
Cheeks were sunken and clothes were in rags but still, a crime! 
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