World Poem by Prativa Dey

The suffering of the world
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The world is in pain
With a variety of desires,
Dying with someone,
Someone again means the breed,
Someone rich someone is poor
Mind them,
Somebody get a chair
Someone to take power,
Someone borders again
Neither whose wish,
Some are high, some low,
Someone behind the counter,
No one can digest
Someone is a victim,
Some are capitalism, some are communism,
The conflict with this,
Have to save, save
No dialogue,
The destination is the only one
Come on in there
To be a puppet of nature,
Nothing more than that,