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Post 1

watchfulmriduldas

The Dark Corners
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Two children,
Two nations,
One problem…
On nutrition, no food and no education.
Good crop;
Bad distributor.
Good distributor;
Bad crop.
Avoided India,
The dark corners of India.
East Africa,
The doomed corner of the world.
Every deficiency is the cause of another.
A candle can create thousand of candle.
Please lit first one,
The light of life,
Life in India;
The life in East Africa.
There are hidden dying lives here.
Prosperous world,
Do some thing,
Some thing to remove blindness and helplessness.
Do it for truth,
Or, you have no right to take a morsel of food,
The food of the world.
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Post 2

watchfulmriduldas

Vivisection of Motherhood
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Dying sun,
Warm evening;
Reddish sky;
A mother looking at the east horizon,
The very place to observe the dying sun;
Counted the evening,
The evenings she had passed.

Now she sat on the road;
Looked at the far end;
Waiting for somebody,
The hope and relief of the night.

She had three children:
One in her lap,
Other stood before her;
The last one was in sportive mood.
He was playing something before the mother.

Suddenly one or two drops of water were seen, They came down from her eyes;
They fell on the uneven chest of the little one.
Perhaps she discovered the future of the second one.
She did not know the definition of male nutrition,
But she could feel;
The sportive one stopped her to go on.

The sun disappeared before her to come again,
Come again with the light,
The light of the world;
Scorching heat for East Africa,
But the mother did not say,’ Don’t come.’
No morning would exist in this world.
No, she did not pray so.
She knew it would stop the sportive mood of the elder one,
The very mood of the world.

Come here to see the vivisection,
The vivisection of motherhood,
Mother hood of Borena Region,
The heart of climate change.
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Post 3

watchfulmriduldas

World Food Program
*****************
A program,
Touch the heart,
Talk with conscience,
Pull the humanity,
Push the hatred,
Love the open mind,
Live with truth,
And help the disable,
The disable being every limb,
But unable to manage food,
The wealth of the world,
The divided world,
Divided by the countries,
The creation of enemies.
Don’t come here;
Don’t go there.
Stay at your place,
The very place of living razor’s end,
East Africa.
You need food;
We arranged a program,
The program,
Not to be heard,
But to be felt.
Please, join hands.
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Post 4

watchfulmriduldas

Hi!
Don't forget,
I am Here to write,
Write for the world,
The neglected world,
Neglected by the nature, man, and machine,
East Africa and the farthest corners of the world.


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Post 5

watchfulmriduldas

A Success over All Kaida
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The conflict between good and evil is eternal. It was, it is and it will remain onward the same. But the savior will also appear all the ages to prevent the injustice of evil.
The top All- kaida leader was killed, but no need to rest a while. Evil doers will come out again like Satan to destroy the authenticity and peace of men like Adam and Eve, and they will build a company of injustice in no time.
We must not forget that good work has a limitation, but evil has unlimited destination. In reality, the strength of good is much more effective than evil. So Abu Ansary like man comes and goes, but George Bush like man comes and grows. In this way the world family will go on and on....


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Post 6

watchfulmriduldas

A Doomed World
**************

Some cry,
Some weep,
And others think about lives,
The life under cruel rules,
The rules of religion,
The rules of superior;
The rules of opinion.
You can dream,
You can laugh;
You can enjoy,
But under the veil,
The veil of two worlds.
Where self control is our failure,
Restriction is our success,
The restriction for others,
The very restriction to make life doomed,
Doomed living in the dark world,
The dark world of the women.
Stay there, don't live.
Watch games, don't play;
Don't play the game like football.
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Post 7

watchfulmriduldas

Guatanamo Bay
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Some prison souls,
Some imprison;
They are in same prison,
The special camp of Guatanamo Bay.

Crime is a mind,
The special mind in very moment,
The evil hour of soul;
It doesn't need freedom.
Freedom is pious right of pure soul.

Now a freedom from the prison,
Either the prison of chain,
Or the prison of body.
Twenty five searched;
Three succeeded.

Opinion goes-
It is conspiracy,
It is supremacy;
It may be the freedom of souls in a prison.
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Post 8

watchfulmriduldas

Lives in Hope
***********
Happy school,
Flamboyant days;
Sportive hours,
All fade into belly.

Dry throat cry for food,
Scorching hearts long for change;
Strength searches work.

No work, no pay;
No food, no peace.
Deep mothers are waiting,
Waiting for light.
Every sun bears the darkness of hope,
Hope of the day,
Hope of the night;
The very hope of the lives,
Kids are born, they don't come.
Happy school,
Flamboyant days;
Sportive hours are now dream,
Dream in East Africa,
The real truth of humanity;
The daughter of climate change.
Feed them,
Feed your heart.
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