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May 2014
I could fall to the ground and forget that it hurts
When I see them smile, I know the pain that is supressed.
Drowning beneath a shadow of endless regrets,
What they are, where they come from, a nation begets.

Hiding behind a veil of corruption,
Unknowingly had them intercede.
Rising smoke, from a burning soul,
Hear their cries, they hide, yet plead.

How can you pass them, not notice their tears and agony?
Is your life that beautiful, you can't stop and extend a hand?
Building cities, empires, and fools, you complain!
Why, the minute you let your feet touch the ground,
You'll see what the world looks like,
Behind that mask of glittering facade.
As a medical student, studying in a rural place, I see them everyday.. Its so heartbreaking to know there are people lying in filth and have no roof above their heads. Of course, by my writing it down, no help will find their way.. But if by reading this, people take it as a cue to act, then I know there is a difference, that can be made.
Meenu Syriac
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Meenu Syriac  India
(India)   
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