In Village

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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In village See the world beyond And bring out orphaned Villages to life They are living on edge of knife Almost no water And no education to train them dear No food and no care We all need to look them after No use looking good With gold framed goggles But not reaching out to people Who live in pathetic condition and struggle? Why are we giving space to smugglers Dictators and anarchists Whose only aim is to gather wealth? And sent people o hell with ill health No leaves are left Trees have become rare and there is shift Atmosphere has remained not friendly Sea pirates rule and cheaters handle deadly So bring the youth out Plight and poverty need to be talked about The man in village is to be heard Their folk manner is to be preserved

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