Planet of homeless people
Theirs so many common differences
But nobody tries to clean them
And this affliction is merchandise
From the news which is paralyzed
They have taken our homes
And now they are turning you into homicides
The real news is not accessible
Because it’s killed with pesticides
They are bellwether
Whom you all follow
And the robbed money is filling their scoops
Now wake up or die forever
And turning your homes into barren land …haaaaa
Everything is created by him
Who are they to charge for?
Who flirted with blood and bombs in War?
Who fabricated the dreadful diseases?
Its you who sponsor our peaceful destructions
Now wake up or die forever
Come live and see what is around
There is no money
There is no name
A shameful fame
What you’re left with is
The lonely people
The planet of homeless people
this poem i wrote in 2006 September if i can recollect. from long time i was thinking of blogging and i opened this blog i just wanted to share this probably in a rage to start writing on something may be relevant.
ReplyDeleteYes i do remmber. Now that you have published, i must say its an intrinsic prosiac. ( i use those words intentionally). Write more dude, raging against the machine, or in indian format "Chai piyo aur Jago re"
ReplyDeletethankyou dizzy. m working on my topic n ll soon post it !!
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