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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558667" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>If you really felt sorry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just repeat POVERTY tirelessly and then feel<br>remorseful; pathetically nodding your head; as if the<br>most unassailable messiah of bereaved humanity, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then vanquish it forever from its very<br>non-existent roots; and from even the most<br>infinitesimal corner of the pompously rigid society…..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just spell POVERTY incessantly and then feel<br>regretful; lugubriously crossing your fingers; as if<br>all mercy had wholesomely disappeared from the<br>trajectory of this colossal planet, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then unflinchingly surge forward to scrap even<br>the most inconspicuous of its essence from this<br>fathomless Universe; philanthropically mitigate all<br>organism alive from its devastating stranglehold….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just visualize POVERTY indefatigably and then<br>feel destroyed; uncontrollably wailing like a<br>scarecrow umpteenth number of times in a single<br>minute, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then extricate it for times immemorial with the<br>sparkling righteousness in your soul; enveloping even<br>the most fugitively capricious speck of this globe<br>with a wave of eternally resplendent compassion….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just witness POVERTY intransigently and then<br>feel gruesomely assassinated; nonchalantly sniffing<br>your nose towards the heavens to put the entire blame<br>upon Lord Almighty, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then behead it for infinite more births yet to<br>unveil with the religion of humanity enshrouding your<br>conscience; ubiquitously disseminate your happiness to<br>all those unfortunately hapless and deprived….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just whisper POVERTY unrelentingly and then feel<br>like threadbare shit; abominably puking out even the<br>last morsel of food from your languidly churning<br>stomach, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then drive it away with the Omnisciently<br>sacrosanct shadow of truth; ingratiatingly share the<br>woes and overwhelming trauma of your counterparts and<br>alien; beautifully alike…..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just memorize the spelling of POVERTY<br>incorrigibly to appear for the examinations; and then<br>feel like an infinitesimally sinful debris of ghoulish<br>insanity, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then perpetually substitute it with benign love<br>and care; inundating each arena of this insurmountably<br>gigantic Universe with an ocean of celestially<br>humanitarian empathy….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just reminisce POVERTY insatiably and then feel<br>exonerated; collapsing like a frigid matchstick<br>towards obdurate ground; with your head timidly sunk<br>like a dastardly rat between your legs, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then patriotically blaze ahead in the truly<br>scintillating spirit of mankind; diffusing the melody<br>of symbiotic existence on every step that you<br>holistically transgressed…..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don’t just cry POVERTY endlessly and then feel like<br>the demons rotting in coffins of crucified hell; <br>eventually dissolving like a chunk of soggy pulp into<br>your own disappearing shadow, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then hoist every uncouthly trembling entity<br>upon your splendidly benevolent shoulders; <br>Omnipotently enveloping the every trace of coldblooded<br>savagery with the ointment of passionate love…..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And don’t just write POVERTY timelessly and then feel<br>like the most hapless livid entity alive; trying to<br>mercilessly chop your own foot when infact there<br>wasn’t the slightest trace of axe around, <br>If you really felt sorry from the bottom of your<br>heart; then replenish its penuriously castigating<br>grave with an unfathomable river of love; enlightening<br>the life of every despicably beleaguered human with<br>the rays of godly mankind….</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikhil+Parekh">Nikhil Parekh</a><div class=q>
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