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In Mumbai
When the Sky is dark blue
And the Dawn becomes true
Just pray, same as I do
May my wish touches you
When sun rises in the Sky
And the birds ready to fly
Just remember what I say
We'll meet, surely, in Mumbai
When you stay lonely at night
And you wear your lovely white
Just be sure I'm always right
You're lovely dream on sight
Thursday 4th April 2019 8:31 pm
Outrage
This stick named Outrage
Is what stirs the masses
Rousing them in anger
Rail against injustices
Wolves in Yellowstones
Gangs in L.A.
Genocide in Africa
Trouble in Latvia, or
Slums in Mumbai.
And while anger is better than fear
This focus remains on the problems
And so the problems remain.
How then to drop that stick,
And let our focus be guided
To solutions?
To set our sails instead
...
Saturday 31st December 2016 7:51 am

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