The sun … A reality
Tuesday, April 10,2018
9: 56 AM
Let us not mince the words
But look always forward
With the single aim of becoming a social worker
Or torchbearer
Let us not boost more
But always explore
Within humanitarian ambit
A lovely gesture to greet human beings
No doubt, books are holy
And pain the character wholly
But not all the read books
The character remains on pages only
Only epic nooks remain known
The village folks sing in praise of their own
In such way, the character remains alive in the heartland
People remain friendly and add more friends
We may perish but not sun and moon
The sky shall ever remain
Till the eternity ends
And no one survives
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Let us not mince the words But look always forward With the single aim of becoming a social worker Or torchbearer