1- 2- 6/ Pov 1 Poem by Sayan Sengupta

1- 2- 6/ Pov 1



If I don't have a hopeful light,
That's my POV.
Thugs and thieves have their own.

Everybody wants to live. Everybody is to.

There is no universal crime.

Because,

My defence: your death: their murder.

Monday, November 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: thought
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