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2015-07-18T15:52:05+05:30
Here I wrote this poem about sanitation:
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Oh! My Great Land! 
You art greater Than heaven!
But, apologies for I no longer see
Any beauty in thyself.

Grey and deforested land!
Listen, hear the song of captivity!
Oh! The Lumber! The butcher!
The grey air chokes me and thou.

The wretched men, The hapless men!
Killing thou and themselves!
Oh! The foolish man presides,
All despicable acts occur.

Oh! Look! The last standing tree!
Pity! Pity! For how long will it live.
And the men and rogues will realise then
The death of thou, My nation, is Near.

                                                      -Aravind Suresh (Also known as IndieLov)


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