Mitta Xinindlu Poems

We're sitting on a hill,
reminiscing about our deeds.
These are mesmerising moments of ease;
scenes are harmonising in keys.
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Fathers who protect their children deserve appreciation.
These are gatherers of food who fend off starvation.
Fees are paid in full; there's never depreciation.
Daughters and toddlers are safe under their nation.
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They say that:
for every action, there is a reaction.
for every positive, there is a negative
for every right, there is a wrong.
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We stood in the queues,
in line, waiting.
Some of us stood for something,
while some stood for nothing.
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A woman.
Born to lead the world but settled for a second place.
Born to birth children; nurture and teach them.
But settled to share the responsibility with a man.
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We prayed for seven days.
But, by the last day, we still needed more days to pray.
On the first day we prayed well
by the well.
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The blood that I shed
due to your abuse
had life.
And everything that has life
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I've given you my tears,
sweat,
and blood.
You stole my heart,
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Political love;
Dangerous and sealed with lies.
Day in and day out,
I lost count of the number of crimes
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Yesterday I was given time.
I got to know it its prime.
The ticking sign was there;
it identified my inner scares.
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