It Rains In Delhi 04
U Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
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(4) Benevolent Hearts
Hearts that feed the millions
Do no bow before the minions
They do not know violence
But tolerance and benevolence.
Not a stone did they pelt
At the police men
Who tear-gassed them
And water-gunned.
Nor did they shy away
From talks with the ministers
Who fail to see their mind
Leave alone, the real problem.
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