To Thee I Bow, O Poverty
A Aniruddha Pathak
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Pursuing thee for long,
Thick and thin, right or wrong,
What not have I achieved?
Alive that never lived,
Man vanished from the world,
Unseen, un-felt, unheard,
O Poverty, sans face,
I bow to thine rare grace,
I can this world well see,
But none notices me!
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Reflections | 11.08.2017 |
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