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Sukanya Borah

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Sukanya Borah

Abstract

The Cruel World

The Cruel World

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Is this our World?  

Our "home sweet home"?

Yes, it is! But it's not the same,

The furniture is nowhere to be seen.

They complained those were stolen!

Little did they know that;

Those were put into a fire by them;

But they didn't realize it because

They were unaware of the,

The fire they were igniting!

Humanity is now a word in a

Page of a dictionary!

This world is now a home where

You can see a granny wiping her tears,

For her murdered son; a newly married

Wife removing her sindoor; a father carrying the dead body of his raped Princess!

As in every morning, a cup of tea was always present then; similarly

Every morning, news of murder and death is always present now!

The walls of this house are cracking slowly, and one day;

The whole house will break down.

How much time do we have?

To strengthen this house?


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