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Sep 2019
I was a bird flying high
Saw a valley full of green
But the people living full of greed
Angry and having lust
Having no mercy or a quality best
Flying again reached a city
very glamour with running  cars
People were happy sitting in bars
But telling each other the secrets of wars
******* people causing ugly scars
They caught me in a dark cage
I lost my wings with  passing age
Wars is result of greed but it kills innocent people. The poem  has such topic.
Written by
Nuzhat Shireen  58/F/Pakistan
(58/F/Pakistan)   
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