An Idealist One

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People call me idealist When I vehemently insist Encourage people to come round See them and their condition on the ground The human suffering has no end They are willing to go up to dead end If peace is to be rally found And life can easily go round For name sake also we care nothing We find so much of gap in everything People are murdered in day time The children are molested sometimes Let us not think of poverty and condition They are used to live with level of deterioration Only sky or earth can come to their rescue Who has the time to think of them and view? Some of the areas want real peace They are worn out and live with no ease Daily attacks on their lives have become routine Some of the areas witness famine World can not feed them all Yet we need to respond to the call Some of the countries are really dong well After all people are not to live as animals

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