The clouds were
In a conference
All standing together
Thick in debate
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She is our Mother
Born in Africa America or Asia
Born out of her dust
We are all Co-Heirs of her gifts
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Premji wrote on 13/07/2009 - write a series of poem on the following subject.....magic of the mind........i will start with an one liner....
Magic of the mind...
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Sunken eyes filled with pain
Lying on a waterbed
Carted around from Ward
To Scan, to Pathology
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The longest distance
Is when both lie back to back
The distance to cover …
Before they meet eye to eye
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One day at school a sum I did went wrong
I sat and cried – I didn’t want to score out the page
A mistake to be reminded of again and again
I thought I shall rather let the whole book go waste!
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I am not righteous, Oh! Lord,
That I can like Job, boldly ask
“What have I done? ”
But, what have I left undone
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