World Of The Rich Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
World Of The Rich
You have to fight your own battles
World won't listen to your muffled cry
Your wail in pain
It rushes only to the rich and powerful
Nobody cares
How many get killed everyday
Men, women and children
and livestock
How buildings are turning into
heaps of rubbles in a minute
UN is a mute observer
Its lips are sealed
It goes with the rich nations
on whose funding it survives
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8/29/2026 9:52:14 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
So sad but true. UN has no teeth to implement laws. An incisive and powerful write.