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Jul 2020
I have a sister, like my version better
Much more than me  sweeter, brighter
Grew up with all richess like a princess
Elegant charming beautiful to impress !!
Regularized  proposal seeking her hand
To become consort in grand..
Boastful of  having proposed
to the queen of wealth and Beauty, supposed...!!

Married off when she was still a child
To a future unknown she had to hold..
She dreamt of a babies
As loved babies and singing lullabies
Years and years  tearfully waited
Baby boy born as boon, we celebrated!

Her bundle of joy grew as a person
Of wisdom, righteousness and precision
Stood strong and tall so handsome
And a pantomath in wholesome..
Until the day...it happened!

Smoke from fire on trees nearby
Set to clear the land thereby
Drastic pollution it caused
Hazardous to  all beings around
In special to our little prince
Who has not recovered ever since !!

Choking forever and feeling breathless
Starving without food, always restless
He is suffering like hell
At whom can he yell??
Acts of absurdity of some..
Are often a curse to humans!!
Health hazard due to air pollution
Kavitha prabhakaran
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Kavitha prabhakaran  F/India
(F/India)   
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