They Are Running
A Anjandev Roy
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They are running,
All of them are running blindly
To embrace the glittering objects,
Not knowing at all
The splendid things are carrying the seeds of cancer in their souls.
That's the common trend of the severe time,
They think only about the apparent brightness of the dazzling things,
But can't see the destructive poison inside these,
When they see it,
It becomes too late,
The dirge is ready to be sung for them.
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