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We Defy Barriers
I am a doctor!
Nay! May be a miner!
Some call me a burglar
And some as scavenger
I cut open your hearts
To see exists what
In that hidden crate
I cave into your minds
I thieve into your thoughts
Be there precious jewels
Or dirty black coal
I dig out to show the world
Their true colors
And I rob you of your sleep
If you are a hypocrite
Or a crafty cat
Bare you out in street
And tell the rest
To quit your kind of trait
And lo! If you are a pious soul
I low and bow before you
Give my life in whole
As an oblation to your ideals
After all I am a poet
With a multipronged weapon
In my strong hand
I don’t mind you call it
A scalpel, a shovel
A sword or a broom
I call it a pen
Sweeping and moping clean
Dirty streets of my nation
I even dare into whole world
Every nuke and corner
And declare in valor
“Poets have no barriers”
poem
by
Sathya Narayana
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