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<≪≪ When I Am A Tree

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The well of oil brings you here
At the door steps right under their nose
Seeing you there sanding and salivating in lust
People are calling you in disgust
What a shameful and greedy man you are! !
Mere presence of you is itself a provocation
And contains the seed of all wars
I say get out from there
And peacefully go to your home
Poking your noses in internal affairs of others

Creates for us a huge problem
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Thursday, July 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: tree
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V P Mahur 19 July 2014

Dear poet, It is a thought provoking and deep in sense. Thanks for sharing.

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