In hunger they lolled,
Not even to work,
For apiece of bread,
Without no school
To go and be enlightened
About the common
World which rotated
On it's axis slowly
Along with the so called
First and second ones,
Which loked upon them,
As illiterate pagans,
But using their produce
At low cost using
Their economics and
Currenices so greatly
Boosted by their drunken
Slur due to the cheap
Selfesteem boosted
On their own doing hardly
Any good to the world,
But for armed interventions
Rediculing the cultures
Evolved over such long
Periods of time immemorial.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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