Hardik Vaidya

Rookie - 314 Points (26 Dec 1969, I won't be dead till you know I am alive. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

The Least You Could Do - Poem by Hardik Vaidya

Is walk out of the newspaper,
Be it the front page or the third,
Which you think the world reads, to read you,
Stop being a ink blot, wake up
Before being turned into a paper bag
And stuffed with grocery,
And end up crumpled in a garbage can.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

You means me, me means us, us means we, we means the people, ordinary, plain, yet unique each one of us.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 27, 2013


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