Animal called politician
I am special and unique kind of magician
I can also be called as shameless politician
I claim to have descended directly from heaven
I have full right to enjoy full facilities even
I care no hoots for poor and needy
I am prepared to be called greedy
My coffer should be filled with money and enough land
For me there is no permanent foe or friend
I have special skill to amass the wealth
I care for no one and maintain excellent health
Each and every case is differently dealt with
I am armed will all the skills up to teeth
God was merciful to have granted me with skill
Everything was easy and could be done at will
People touched feet and offered whatever I wanted
It was rudderless ship I was called up on to be boarded
The ship to be taken in any direction without fear of direction
No doubts to be cast on sincerity for any of the action
Almost granted with full indemnity and blessed with fortune
I have developed the skill for people to dance with my tune
How long I shall rule the area or country?
Will I have unrestricted access or entry?
Will people tolerate it for all the times to come?
Will there be love lost or I shall be unwelcome?
I have become thick skinned animal and fearless
They will need me all the time so long as they are leaderless
I shall take full precaution not to afford them any awareness
Else it may invite dawn fall much to the discomfort and bitterness
People have short memory and forget easily
I shall spend the rest of my life happily
Who cares for national sentiments and poverty?
Though the politics is considered as mean and dirty
I think of going away from such politics
It may be considered as high skill and tactics
It is good medium to serve the people on mass scale
The people may not spare if your action is failed
No politician has died as poor hungry man
Even though less corrupt, he may be remembered as gentleman
It may be necessity and compulsion in life to attain enough wealth
Still that is being tolerated and paid mark of respect on his death
It may be completely naïve to blame wholly on his logic
We have built him and brought to such level to create magic
The nation or country might not have developed to such a large scale
Had he not been given free hand to move in sea as whale?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Whose Country Is This?
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of snakes;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of many waters;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of thieves! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of oil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of earthquakes!
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of lovers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of volcanoes!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful flowers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hansome men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of beautiful women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of roses;
Whose country is this?
it is a land ruled only by men;
Whose country is this?
It is a land without rainfall;
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by a woman;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of corruption!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pirates! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land ruled by law;
Whose country is this?
It is a land controlled by rebels!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ice;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant women;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of singers;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of troubles;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of war! !
Whose country is this?
It is a land with the biggest cemetery in the wolrd!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of desert;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of trees;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pregnant teenagers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of timber;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of hatred;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of love;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of care;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of peace;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of smokers!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of businesses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of harlots;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of wise people;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of idiots!
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of gold;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of cocoa;
Whose country is this?
It is a alnd full of crabs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of evil;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of rainfalls;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of ants;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of horses;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of pigs;
Whose country is this?
It is a land full of statues;
Whose country is this?
it is a land full of birds;
And so on, and so forth!
Because nature had made them so as we see them around us,
But the wise and fool live together on this earth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hey Grayson
(Dedicated to Grayson Wolpert who changed our lives forever)
Hey Grayson did you see view?
When I walked into that room
So many people
So many tears
So many laughs
So many smiles
And so many hearts that went out to you
Hey Grayson did you hear what they said?
When I sat in that chair listening to speeches
So many funny stories
So many laughs
So many hilarious moments
So many deep conversations
So many encouraging words
So many special memories
And so many people that talked about the amazing you
Hey Grayson did you hear the words in which you were described?
So many called you passionate
So many called you loving
So many called you compassionate
So many called you unique
So many called you funny
So many called you beautiful
So many called you caring
So many called you inspirational
So many called you outgoing
And so many people that were grateful for you
Hey Grayson did you see those pictures?
So many of your horse and you
So many of your family and you
So many of your sister and you
So many of your mother and you
So many of your father and you
So many of special people and you
And so many people were deeply in love with you
Hey Grayson did you feel how much you were loved?
So many people would change for you
So many people would kill for you
So many people would die for you
So many people would do anything for you
Hey Grayson did you notice how many lives you affected?
So many people wanted to serve others because of you
So many people wanted to help others because of you
So many people wanted to be nice to others because of you
So many people wanted to encourage others because of you
So many people wanted to love others because of you
So many people wanted to change because of you
And so many people did change because of you
Hey Grayson did you see that checklist?
So many people were learning to love
So many people were learning to be loved
So many people were learning to grow
And so many people learned so much about life because of you
Hey Grayson did you take in all the change?
So many people were affected
So many people were transformed
So many people were wiser
So many people were better friends
So many people were better at all relationships
So many people were full of more knowledge
And so many people became new people because of you
Hey Grayson are you happy up there?
Now that you’ve seen all the love
Now that you’re surrounded by love
Now that you can watch the lives of the ones you love
Now that you are holding hands with angels
Now that you’re in a place of no more suffering, or pain, or tears
Now that you’re in a place full of beauty, wonder, and all things that are good
Now that you are embracing God
You’re in heaven where you are so high, the word up doesn’t even exist
Grayson you care about everyone
Grayson you love everyone
So Grayson have I told you the most important information of all?
Grayson, I love you
Grayson, everyone loves you
And that is how it will stay
For all eternity and longer
poem by Michelle Rainey
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No Access To Fast Food, Branded Clothes And
The creation of nations,
that have passion,
for money and power,
is the absolute poverty.
Not having the access,
to shelter, food and clothing,
to have a healthy living.
Fifteen percent Americans,
fall under poverty line,
and they earn,
less than,
ONLY 22K American dollar,
per year.
In other parts of the world,
people live,
in appropriate poverty,
and they live on,
2 dollars a day,
six hundred dollars a year,
five people can eat,
have shelter and simple clothing,
still they are healthy.
slim and fit.
Europeans are clever,
to make the people to believe,
that they are poor,
earning only 800 Euro a month,
Which is above,
the average annual income,
of many developing nations,
where people have,
no access to any wealth and health.
All of us stay in the same earth,
but the value of properties,
and the rental acquired,
through the properties,
differ substantially.
Politicians of the poor nations,
have abysmal knowledge on economics.
To be a rich nation,
we should have values,
but these clowns are short sighted,
to look at the value,
of their own properties!
Do not say that they are poor,
because the term poor itself,
will be ashamed,
for using its credibility,
for wrong purpose.
Please do not call them poor,
when the nations are able to provide them,
the food, shelter and health care.
Find a suitable word,
and leave the poor alone,
who have no access,
to any of these comforts on their own,
and their nations,
are unable to provide them,
the access to the comfort.
Reason for writing this poem.
The feelings of the poor are the same through out the world, irrespective of the countries that they are staying, but the proper definition for poverty should be clarified before classifying the people as poor, which means the poor of one country may be considered as the rich in another country. Then what is the real meaning for poverty?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Forms of Wealth
To money is attributed wealth
But the open truth of wealth
Is, It is not the only kind of wealth—
There are also other forms of wealth!
Good health is the best form of wealth
Forging rich links in relationships is wealth
Spontaneous love for all life forms is wealth
To have enthusiasm in life is wealth.
Acquiring life-long learning is wealth
Experience and wisdom in life is wealth
Meeting new people is also wealth
Visiting new places too is authentic wealth.
The quest to explore something is wealth
To have a positive mind-set is wealth
Existence of deep internal peace is wealth
Early morning waking up with joy is wealth.
Possessing high self-respect is wealth
Having strong spiritual connection is wealth
There exist so many types of wealth
Constitute all these and you're with full wealth!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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No Law In Hand
Politics has become cheap game
Only country gets bad name
Unfair practice goes on
Fair name is always blown
How to share dais with their presence?
Why do we hate them at once?
Why do have they thick skin?
What is the motto behind political win?
Why poor not rise in rebellion?
Why do they watch merely from pavilion?
They have made it democratic field
Where only means available is to yield
Political means to amass wealth
Nation suffers poor financial health
Big or small countries suffer a lot
Poor nationals are simply in between caught
What all tricks do they employ to win election?
Dirty game is involved for shady selection
Religion is pitched and cast lines are clearly drawn
Money plays part and rest people are withdrawn
This can still be understood
Even if they promise you free food
Promise stars in day time
But it is to secure dynasty rule for life time
They will install any one they like
Prices may soar and any time hiked
Who cares even if you die or live in misery?
Their luxurious life is must and necessary
Believe me precious food grain is rotting in open
Poor has nothing to eat and for belly to fill in
Prices are sky rocketing and beyond reach
Only influential can survive to become rich
How can you name parliament as an institution?
Where open flight can be seen with continuation
Large numbers of representatives are law offenders
We are the culprit who act as medium for such grabbers
Still time is there to behave and act
Take no law in hand but react
Show them way towards door
Let sovereign state work for the down trodden and poor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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(V - 2004) The Lad who was called Mad
People called him mad.
Many a days
He came to my mother
He would then say
‘There is fire in my stomach’
My mother would then hurry her cooking
Soon she would serve
Rice and curry
Spiced with love and care.
He would eat to his full
And at the very next door
He would again say
‘There is fire in my stomach –
I am hungry still’
And so one day
I looked deep into him
Wondered what his hunger was for
And saw fire in his heart.
Still, he little knew that
He simply said, ‘there is fire in my stomach’
And people called him mad.
He was a sensitive lad
Some had led him astray
So he lost his senses,
Lost his way
And people called him mad.
This hurt him more
Still he had them guide him.
So, finally one day
Into the temple pond
He drowned himself
To quell for ever
The fire in him
And then the people
Who had called him mad
Said with pity, ‘Oh, how sad! ’
Revolution and Change
Nothing moves perfectly
Everything we handle ineptly
Yet that is beautiful journey on road
With all that lovely and heavy load
Who knew that we will turn lovely couple?
Sail through smoothly without any trouble
Even though life may be full of struggle!
There may be enough of thorns on the way in the jungles
Life was not meant to be rosy with fine picture
It was to be all with challenges and full of uncertain feature
Yet we had opted for going ahead
Life was to provide us with comfortable lead
It was our life and was to be properly mauled
Many things were to be thought of and added
Yet wheels of life were to moved in right direction
With known ability and perfection
Family, society as a whole are direct beneficiary
Good citizens are direct product of judiciary
People lead peaceful life with total commitment
Nation as whole enjoys it as smooth movement
We are all committed and have learnt it through process
That life is precious gift and needs full access
With freedom and unrestricted movement
To develop skill and enjoy the development
If people and environment is strong
Nothing can be lamented or go wrong
We are all for total revolution and change
It is always done and beautifully managed
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Age Old Dilemma
It has remained and been age old dilemma
But spelt well now by others and Dalai Lama
What we had understood about real life?
Was it merely passing time with very good wife?
That may be one good aspect
We failed to understand it and respect
It has always been a mystery and mirage
Lots of thesis can be written on long pages
Think of poor people who have nothing eat!
Look after family and children with two ends to meet
Very difficult to understand the philosophy in real terms
When situation is so tidy and cruelly turns
He has no where to go but fight to fill hunger
So much rage inside with lots of hatred and anger
Whole world seems against and remedy for poverty
Where is the time to remember good thing and almighty?
Those who have enough of means try for more wealth
They need enormous even at the cost of their health
Humanity is just farce and no value for human being
They want to have sway allover and rule as king
It may be naïve to discard such theory
It is cause of concern and worry
We spend the life in pursuit of money
There leaves less time to enjoy the honey
Life comes to an end when everything is in hand
Lots of relatives wait for speedy departure at the end
Since you have failed to realize happily with wealth
They want lion’s share after your early death
This dogma has remained for ever and may continue
No one has come out of it even after repeated review
It is mirage hunt that keeps us in fray
We are running after it and always going away
Some individuals successfully come out of it and enjoy
For them life is mission and should be continued with joy
It is likely not to come in thousands of years
So live up to full length even if some agony comes to bear
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Crisis deepens
The doubts are overcast and crisis deepens
Verbal duals are on and criticism sharpens
There is every move to scuttle the long marathon
The misrule is about to end and ruler is on run
Pro and against crowd is pitching battle
The street is full of screams and issue will not settle
Bloody battle will be waged and many may die
Oh God! Save thy country before they ruin and fly
You almost ruled with iron hand
Opponents were done away and tagged with brand
On the name of security and for motherland
They were outlawed and condemned as firebrand
God only knows how many perished behind bars?
How many are languishing and countless sent very far
Yet the draconian rule never came to an end
Though many times with the warning and feelers were sent
The country may watch either smooth transition
Or will witness bloodiest and stormy transformation
It is still unclear what way the wind will choose to blow
It won’t be easy either for country men or neighbors to go
The volatile situation may grip the entire area with fear
The agony and misery may go up and unbearable to bear
Many families may loose their heads and sent to oblivion
They will have no other option but to shed tears in pavilion
It is better to die in such condition than to die under tyrant rule
You can’t judge the world by standing alone on tool
You got to match with changing mood and situation
There can’t prevail any more uncertainty with its continuation
The rules may come and go with lot of wealth
The nation may loose charm with its economic health
The situation may any how be dealt with
The country has to be fully geared and armed with teeth
Possible to morrow may not as bright as expected
Popular wish and sentiments have to be respected
“The kingdom is divine right of kings” have gone
There is more or less but new concept is accepted and done
I wish there prevails good sense and matter settles
There is no great divide and people do not battle
The driving of wedge in between may widen the rift
The chances may be spoiled if not accepted as heavenly gift
The autocratic rule has to come to an end for good
People are living in misery and many are starved of food
It they can not remain sympathetic to the common cause
They should be mustered with bitter medicine with full doze
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All Godmen
God man said' eat Samosa* and idli*:
That may grant you peace readily'
Walk barefoot and give cows some feed
Visit: 'daridranarayan'* and try to help and read
Some good suggestions and some bogus
It is only when we loose the trust
Trust in self and see the treachery around
Real shanti (peace) is never to be found
Some hired people come on stage
They may be of younger age
They may tell about their woe
And how easily the god man made it to go
The media is paid handsomely on monthly basis
Handsome amount is paid to cover and sell the thesis
This is happening all over but no steps are taken
People are cheated but the god men are never driven
The faith and trust is taken for granted
Sometimes in the name of religion it is wanted
The weak nerves of human being is touched
Then rest of the show is well done and preached
Millions of notes in different kind are gathered
The sentiments are given go by and not bothered
The devils mind has clicked to the success
They have now everything to cheat will full access
'He fasted for one month and got vision back'
'The lost wealth recovered fully and now nothing is at stake'
So many tales are generated to influence public mind
The crowd swells as new sources reveal and make them blind
The politicians, scientists and well educated people
Turn to their gathering and seek blessings toward of trouble
Their presence on dais has magnetic influence on people
They want to have easy fortune without any struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To Lend
To Lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
To lend an ear,
To listen, to hear
About what’s special and dear
Or full of fear
People need people
Amen
With a message to send
People need to lend a hand
To help us all accomplish God’s plan
Sharing life with someone special
Walking hand in hand
On the beach in the sand
People need people
Amen
To lend themselves as a friend
To another as a sister or brother
A father
A mother
To lend
Don’t you know
People need people
Amen
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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People Action
PEOPLE ACT CRAZY
BUT THE TRUE TELLS
IF
THEY
AREN'T AROUND
THEM EVERYDAY
BUT IF YOU
KNOW THAT
PERSON IS FAKE AND NOT SERIOUS
AND IF THEY THINK THAT PERSON IS ALWAYS
THATS DOESN'T MEAN THEY
ACTUALLY LIKE OR LOVE AND
THEY DON'T HAVE TO PUT UP
WITH THE FACT THE PEOPLE AREN'T HAPPY.
THESE ACTS ARE CALLED
PEOPLE ACTION
PEOPLE ACTION
OUR ACTION ARE WHAT HURT PEOPLE THAT WE LOVE AND CARE ABOUT. DON'T LET THE PEOPLE ACTION EFFECT WHAT YOU FEEL ABOUT PEOPLE YOU CARE, LOVE, AND LIKE HURT THEM AND YOU.
poem by Jordan Ray
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Seldom Won
Independence, liberty and freedom
Bloodlessly won seldom
Stalwarts and leaders had shown wisdom
This all we now read in class rooms
Who will not want to be in free country?
Where it is classless, non racial and sans misery
What else can be dreamed of to lead it happily?
And country is surging ahead steadily
Foreign occupants are taken as cruel and marauders
Their position is that of land hungry and invaders
They might have plundered the country in process
And brutally murdered for gaining the access
All said and done and now they have packed
No more claims on our land is staked
We are fully independent and sovereign
Free from any yoke as independence is regained
What is scenario there after?
Is country leading towards disaster?
Is the freedom struggle really a boom?
Is there any scope for poor with room?
It has tuned into grim reality
It has proved our incompetence and inability
We have pushed country into Dark Age
We failed to look after people and manage
Farmers are coming suicide
Politicians are asking for free ride
Everybody is on rampage and hands are full of corruption
The loot is clearly seen and going on without any interruption
Yes, death is wealth
To take pride for Poor’s health
Where are we today on this freedom day?
Can they take us to peaceful way?
Can we not dream for two square meals?
Can they not strike a simple deal?
They come once in five years
To feed with oasis waters in deaf years
No answer may ever be found
Out economy is claimed to be sound
All well but country is in ill health
Entire country is robbed of its wealth
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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DUMB PEOPLE...by talile ali
DID JU KNOW
AMERICAS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
DID JU KNOW
AMERICA GETS IT ALL WRONG ALL THE TIME
DID JU KNOW
AMERICANS CAN BE SUCH DUMB PEOPLE
THAT IS WHY
I'M SITTIN AND SINGIN THIS SONG
HAVIN SLAVES FOR PROFIT
LIKE HAVIN SIN FOR LIFE
SAYING THAT ONE RACE IS BETTER THAN ANOTHER
CAUSING SO MUCH STRIFE
GREED AND FEAR CAN WARP THE HEARTS DESIRE
MAKE ONE FEEL SO LOST AND SO WITHDRAWN
DID JU KNOW
THE WORLDS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
DID JU KNOW
THE WORLDS GOT IT ALL WRONG
HOW'D THE HELL
EVERY BODY GET SO MIXED UP
HOW'D THE HELL
EVERYBODY DO IT SO LONG
THE WORLD IS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
THE WORLD IS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
IT REALLY IS THE ONLY REASON WE COULD ALLOW THIS SO LONG
THE WORLD IS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
THE WORLD IS FULL OF DUMB PEOPLE
WHEN WILL WE STOP GETTING IT ALL WRONG
poem by Talile Ali
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A synonymous with corruption
The world has become synonymous with corruption
It goes on under our nose without any interruption
It is highlighted with big letters in head lines
It is big credit for all and do not fear for any fines
It is holy job for milking the cow
They have mastered the art and no one knows how?
They proclaim they not saints but only recognized cheaters
It matters less even if there is long list of haters
They have lions heart to sustain criticism
Well mannered reply with influence of mesmerism
Nobody can make out the hidden truth
They must be decorated with doctorate without any proof
No one is out of that dreaded shame
Everyone has lion’s share without any blame
The rules are suited to them for shoddy deal
They are true representatives and projected as real
You call them mafia, land grabbers or dishonest
They have excellence in all fields as best
There is no full proof system as dope test
All other hurdles prove nothing for the rest
The poor may suffer till the end of life
They may struggle and spent on edge of knife
No poverty may alleviate or bring down the sufferings
They merely have to feel contended with little offerings
Tons of food grains may lie in open
Millions more may be depleted in ocean
Stability in price may be maintained
The poor deaths may never be contained
Hundreds perish for the want of food and shelter
Billions of rupees spent but situation does not alter
The ice melts on the way before reaching to an end
We have progressed enormously with change in trend
My coffer must be full with full immunity
This is my domain and I enjoy it with ability
“What nonsense you talk of people and country?
I am the only person to think and act as sentry
What people can do to me so long as I remain powerful?
Country is facing lot many problems and tackled by handful
Who may notice what we do behind the curtain?
Who has guts to point out or to clip the wings and curtail?
We may rule and last so long there is something to share
It is recognized globally to lower the voice and act fare
The wealth may be used for rich and not the poor
We shut no possibility and always opened the door
* “we must bless those who have nothing to cough except wealth”
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A culture and tolerence
Any culture that teaches tolerance is great
Their back ground and heritage may clearly state
The excavations may lead to some clue
It is remnant of national treasure and venue
No one can simply boost of culture without any back ground
It has to be worked out on certain theory and must be found
All revelations that may come to the fore and in light
It may have to be preserved as asset and declared as monument or site
National achieve is full of ancient gadgets
They are provided with special budget
They are not made to suffer for the want of fund
It is preference for national pride for the land
When we speak highly of achieves?
We clearly see what that stand to achieve?
How national sentiments bring them together in the time of crisis?
There is no special thinking or thesis
We are full aware that national moral should stand all the time very high
National flag should be seen all over and fly
It is not mere piece of cloth but heart of millions
It must send clear waves to the heart of aliens
Many countries are known for their known loyalty
The people have also proved it number of times by remaining loyal
They had deep regard for the ruler of the land
They stood fast for the country with hand to hand
Nothing can compare when it comes to the question of devotion
It is the duty of all population to keep the wheels in motion
Nation may survive only when there is complete faith and awareness
It is necessary to maintain that level with solidarity and oneness
Nobody can afford to be less vigilant
There may still be danger from distant
It is not that only neighbors may prove hostile
Big powers may interfere and watch for while
Natural resources are always power of strength
Country can afford to go to any length
It may not have self sufficiency in all the fields
It may still have the courage to garner more yields
Country may stand fast against foreign pressure
It can carve out honorable path and assure
Nothing can be compromised at the cost of pride
It can’t be bartered or attempts be made to hide
We hold honor and pride if remain attached to motherland
We can work hard and make it as wonderland
It may be so that it has its existence not because of present
It may have deep roots with people’s consent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hail All Masters Of Small Spinning Ball
In England people believe; a football player
can earn 100 000 pound a week;
apparently that is okay he is; obviously worth
100 000 pound such skill such skill;
obviously this is what such ball; skill is worth?
But a nurse serving the sick
the ill the dying is not worth
more than 30 000 pound a year
more than 30 000 pound a year
angel nurse cannot be worth?
National scandal oh dear King Lear
a banker cannot be worth
that massive massive bonus
not while nation suffers recession fear?
What skill control of financial markets
employment opportunities health care
education but but only a mere banker
what is a banker compared to a football player?
Hail Hail all masters of a small spinning ball
worth a 100 000 pound a week such skill such skill.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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One weak slogan
Always escape under one weak slogan
And helplessly call vulnerable to plan
Nothing goes in head or unnoticed
As we are insincere and do not act as promised
What is needed at present to be called human?
When we act worst than the animals?
Kill the innocent persons at day light
And still term it as crusade or fight?
Stop fooling now and keep answers ready for the future generation
They may like to know exactly where we erred in our relations.
Why we all were all committed to preserve humanity?
But failed to observe commands issued by the almighty
Our own children may want to know about the path chosen
Why there was slum in personal relation or simply frozen?
What made us to rise in arms and kill innocents for no reasons?
Who are all gruesomely murdering and claiming as true sons?
I may want to know the simple factor for consumption
What can be least agreeable reason for dialogue resumption?
Who can guarantee the liberty and freedom of right after so called liberation?
Will it be secular, authoritarian, democratic or multi ethnic nation?
Dictators have fled away or are being killed
Corrupt politicians are enjoying but constantly grilled
Poor people are watching with dazed eyes
National wealth is swindled off and flies
Where and how can we justify as human being?
Have we not tolerated emperors or great kings?
Were they able to serve empires at best of their ability?
Answer is emphatic “no” much to the discomfort of our capability
Let us do nothing at present but observe truce
Let people move freely without any grudge
Dignity and integrity are two the major concerned factors
If breached then can invite losses as compared to that atomic reactors
No one is going to be permanent here
Nations may perish and something new may emerge here and there
We have to utilize the space granted by merciful lord
Look ahead, guide in whatever capacity you can, and go forward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I see something wrong
Some people care about,
you.
Some people don't care
Would people listen to,
our lies?
Why are people abused
I see something wrong
There are pretty people
There ugly people
People play
People talk
I'm tired of people messing,
With me.
I guess people hate the truth
Some people are bad
Some people care
Others don't
Why do people cry?
This is life
I don't understand
Some people like to talk
Some people like to walk
Why people argue over nothing?
People act crazy
Why are people always cheating?
People that are lost
I admire people that have respect,
for others.
We are the people of the earth
What really goin on?
I really don't know
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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