Neela Nath Das
What's The Value? - Poem by Neela Nath Das
What's the value of this life,
where innocence cries for justice,
Where piles of lie make a heap,
and truth is covered by ill-practice?
I just wonder, to see the rational minds,
get perplexed, by lie's magical spell.
They don't know, I'm the tortured soul,
I'm losing peace but, he is living well.
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