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pramila krishnan

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Fruits Of Labor

Fruits Of Labor

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 shelter   school   play   unite 

Hands big and small

Unite to roll the ball

Change for better is their call


A life without any fetters

Clothes without any tatters

And an overhead roof as a shelter


For morsels thrice a day

Their hands will bake clay

Forget the play; school is far away


Yet they don't mind hands dirty

For they can live with integrity

Away from pity and charity!


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