Kanishka SricharanPratap

Silver Star - 3,804 Points (08.12.1962 / Cuttack, Odisha, India)

Mine - Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

We are rich
We need mines.
Unending mines...

We have.

Dig
Dig out...
Loot...
The middle class
And stomach of the poor.


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra

Topic(s) of this poem: want


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 13, 2018



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