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  Jun 2021 Healer
Brett
No man is free that speaks from a cage.
Choke chains spiked to the dirt,
Sweat feeds the fields like rain.
With calloused hands,
The nameless toil away. Fed a morsel,
From a fistful of grain.
Praying for clouds to shelter the sun;
If only for a day.
A famine of hope. Straw cities of the voiceless,
Screaming silence.
How much is an hour of your life worth?
  Jun 2021 Healer
Armin Dutia Motashaw
Our India has roads and railways for miles n miles

Through grasslands, plateus, river banks, mountains n isles

Seeds if we plant; n trees grow to avenues form, on roads all main.

If corporates all, big and small, trees do plant n maintain;

An orchard huge, our country can become; hunger surely vanish will.

Then, miles of boulevards n avenues have we can; fruits will all over spill.

Railway lines for miles, can local trees grow, curry leaves, figs, drumsticks, sugar cane.

School children n unemployed youth can them water, to some incentives gain.

Corporates all, Tata, Godrej, Wadia can advertise their name, under "maintained by"

Imagine luscious mangoes, chickoos, guavas, oranges; needn't we then buy

Flowers, fruits, vegetables export we can; also wood we can,  have in ample

Can some corporate come forward, select an area; & at least lay out a sample.

Imagine this beautiful Motherland of ours; loaded with fruit laden trees;

I am a dreamer, but if turns this to reality; we can have oxygen, food, shade n cool breeze.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
  Jun 2021 Healer
Nylee
I hate watching how much freedom he gets to have
more than how little choices she is given by everyone.
  Jun 2021 Healer
Ꭷ Ꮇ Ꮛ Ꮐ Ꭺ
A zillion random words
arranging and rearranging themselves,
acommodating, falling in place,
building sentences, lines and lessons.
It's crazy how they've become my shelter,
where I belong, they're my pleasure, or pain,
they're the roof keeping me from the heavy rain
that floods the world I used to call my home.
  Jun 2021 Healer
Infamous one
K60
He was done arguing another up hill battle
Walking away so many issues with ppl
Being told how to act
Made out to be someone he wasn't
He would roll with it before
Now he shuts it down not welcoming
Many rumors spread the truth came out
Fighting to be heard deciding not to say anything
And okay with being ignore not the right crowd
Use to being excluded more time to write
Giving too much credit while being deducted
Asked to have an opinion told how to think
It doesn't work like that
It's okay to have a different point of view
Just because it's different different doesn't make it weak
Try to understand before unleashing the vicious wrath of hatred
Better to not say anything or get involved
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