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Ode to Martin Luther King Jr. - I have a...
Fifty years ago on this very special day, You shared your dream; you had your say; The two colorful worlds stood and listened to you, Your speech of love and peace had blended them anew;
This scientist you see Almost got a Nobel Prize She invented a laughing gun for free Took everyone by surprise...
My mirror has broken. It did not make any sound, as it fell on the grass. My head hung, I could see the broken sky with muddy borders in the
Father-daughter At The Moment
My child, my daughter, is ready to leave Her bag is packed. To study she has to go In some other town she’d be a sophomore.
Sacred Words Are Not Scared
If the word means surrender i don't know if the word means peace so tender i am at ease it is to show
It’s dark now. A little while ago, there was light in the sky. My vision could go till a distance and travel back into the eyes with stories to tell. I saw men, women, boys and girls talking with their teeth and tongues.
I have failed in many of my tries Hope is a burnt toast, faith here dries. Suddenly O suddenly I see a seed sown I cover, uncover, recover - to discover my own.
My life is dead; dull, dim monotonous in its repetition. Every minute and hour spent, to second without option. From the time I wake up to the time I sleep, Rigorous, onerous routine takes me on its grip.
Black sheep, black cat, painting you black, dark spot... We violate you, more often than not, Don't cease to tease you black and blue without a clue With images horrid that cloud and clot;
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Ode to Martin Luther King Jr. - I have a dream
Fifty years ago on this very special day,
You shared your dream; you had your say;
The two colorful worlds stood and listened to you,
Your speech of love and peace had blended them anew;
The bond was always there you tapped them on the spot,
With ‘humanhood’ that flew from the heart of your thought;
We are done with it, that meaningless dissent,
Black and white came close to every word you meant.
Down the time pipeline the issues though have changed,
People tired fight they are not engaged,
I’m hopeful men women, if the colour magic worked,