It Is India Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

It Is India



It is India
Where female infanticide is done,
It is India
Where rapes do the rounds,
It is India
Where newly-weds are burnt for dowry.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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Kelly Kurt 09 September 2015

Those are all horrible things, but not unique to India. Every country has its own atrocities. (Unfortunately)

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