No Claps
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No claps
Never blame
And feel shame
That you are singled out
And the world is to be talked about
What is wrong?
If I can't move among
Rich or poor
With honor
I am still human being
Who can bring?
Life to the dead and poor people
Who always struggle?
You will find
And witness very unkind
People watch for right moment
Strike and bring you down at present
The world may remain same
You shall go back to the source from where you came
You shall disappear soon from the people's mind
You are back to grave with no claps from blind
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