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  Jun 2020 Bijan Rabiee
Shiv Pratap Pal
When a neck is crushed by someone's knee
He may not be able to breathe
He may even die

It's not always a matter between two
It’s a matter of Justice and Injustice
The Injustice crushes the neck of justice

Crooks say Blacks and Whites always fight
But they are not at all right
It’s a myth created by the haters

Haters injects racism, casteism, religionism
In the breath, mind and blood of everyone
But not everyone are that much fools

When haters are supported by the throne
Then the peoples who are not the fools
They shake the throne with much force

They convey the message in a nice way
They have the power to invert the throne
They have the power to break the throne

Because Blacks and Whites never fight
They recognize each others right
And always support what is right
Will You Support?? Are you ready to support??
The wind dancers, green
Painted toes brown, dainty feet
Planted in the mud
Came across this word “wind dancers”
found it interesting and hence using the same  :)
She sought answers from the stone
Long stood erased in the sun
Day after after day
Until, rains washed away the pain of sunburns
The stone lay cold
That’s all it knew
Be it rain or scorching sun
And one fine day
Folded hands she bent in reverence
The stone knew the answers
And now
She knows it too
Endurance
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