The Brightest Part
A Anjandev Roy
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Many great people were walking
In the long procession,
I was watching them
With rapt attention,
They were silent,
Wearing a tattered cloth
And holding the national flag of his nation,
An insane man was walking
At the end of it,
He was always smiling,
Everybody ignored him,
But I honestly felt
He was the brightest part
Of the long procession.
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