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Tears of MotherEarth
So, much violence.So, much of insane.
Oh! Mother earth how much can you take.
There is so much suffering.
The path has become nothing.
Everywhere there is hatred.
Nobody to be treated.
Wind is blowing.It's like something is happening.
It's mother earth we should be knowing.
Sounds of Bullet-firing & bomb-blasting.
It has made nothing to ever last.
If there is peace.It's good.
If there is war.It's no good.
poem
by
Yash Pradhan
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