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SONG, THE FINALE POSTER
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Trenching all the attachments from the roots
And breaking away from all the needed relationships
The sets of memories thus falling to the ground
Like dried leaves in the autumn
Frighten the intelligentia in pleasant scenario

The human values were plucked out
from the crucial points of minds and souls
and all arrangements are being made for their final rites.
It really surprises all the concerned and they bemoan these cruel acts


The forests which were to be a nice and pleasant site to stay with
and always a real source for essential rains
are now spilling and shedding blood all over the area
for the reasons revolutionised


Only gun shots and rifle fires only are now known to the tender leaves
and ll the birds that make the greenery kingdom a songsters paradise
have flown away to other formidable locations though undesirable
to only vie more for their existence in time’s spirits


Can we find a final finale for this at all
in the columns of history if not today at least tomorrow?
Let the peace prevail upon all the postures
And let the earth continue to be a living ground for peace loving regiments
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