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Jun 2016
The ancient men,
They were insecure,
Insecure about power,
They did not take it,
The rule of mom.

After they forgot the source womb,
They made all attempts to defame,
Belittling every aspect of women,
I am ashamed of how they became,
Because in the end it is we men.
It's an untold open conspiracy.
My HP Poem #1084
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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