Friday, July 16, 2010


Cool is the breeze that blows by,
Warms up and cradles a Mother’s lullaby,
Breathes out air of purity all around,
Cleans and gives bountiful things in surround,
Uplifted the greatest unity of bond,
Strongly clinging to the world in ground,
In pain gives pleasure,
Sacrifice an ever measure,
Wounded and broken bleeding body,
A symbol of modern act so bloody,
Ho! Foolish Men,
Grown so Mean,
The Fate is always tested,
Lo! God’s efforts are wasted....

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