People Next Door -1
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
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I live next door,
Next to
The compound wall
Separating us.
I smell
the soup you cook
Every dinner.
I see
The bones you throw
Every lunch.
I hear
The music of utensils
Every day..
Yet my kids
feed on stale rice,
And stomach full of
Free water,
For I never lied
I never stole,
I never picked any stuff
That was not mine,
And I loved to remain as I am
I remained poor,
For I was a lover-
A lover of nature and
A true neighbour.
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