The flag of victory,
Hoisted on wound of humanity,
Laugh on one side,
Other side the grief,
Tears on one end,
Wine on the other end,
Poverty..what is poverty?
T he most dangerous virus..
That kills..
Faith,
Honesty,
Love,
Hatred,
And..And finally;
Humanity..
Artificial calamity..
Poverty kills everything..
Almost everything.
Till the time there is poverty,
There is dishonesty,
No religion can yield, on poverty field,
Ah! The flag of victory
A maze in history..
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