People Suffer Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

People Suffer

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Largest continent on earth
Where takes place thousands of death
It is simple curse
We can watch helplessly of course

It is man made disaster
Where people face hunger
Take arms in hand with anger
Loot the people who are stranger

Arms and robbery
That is scene of country
The liberty is taken over
By dictators to find cover

People suffer
With no outside offer
Children take birth with control
There is not enough to feed with emergency call

It has been ruined
The boundary is defined
The armed group roams with cruelty
It is strange and pity

The country is turned into desert
Not a single tree is seen apparent
The rain has taken off with no showers
Country is facing starvation deaths

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Largest continent on earth Where takes place thousands of death

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cool michael attaya28 minutes ago nice

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Like 4 May by MAD LIKER to People suffer I liked that! [3marie

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showerless place and merciless rulers... KR BALAKRISHNAN27 minutes ago A heartfelt theme. Comment 0 No lyin' and no cryin', the creator made this creation as is, to see what it is to be the magic of a burning ball of gas, suffering in the middle of nowhere!

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Richard Stephan27 minutes ago If we don't like the Grand Illusion, we can leave at our own leisure, if we can't wait for destiny to call us back to the origin of this living matrix we call, The Way. Good one Hasmukh Mehta! A valiant effort to awaken the sleeping giant! ; -) Rico

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very good Larry Stallings24 minutes ago powerful

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very nice Julie La Rue28 minutes ago you wrote a very nice poem I like it very much Comment +1

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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