Gray head with no brain! Useless.
Ray from sun uncovered, useless.
From the four limps to two,
Never seen it, never approve it.
Now is one and no now is much more of now,
Bow when required, hired to be seen, brain also bow
To the less fortunate by then among them.
From toothless, two, four and now thirty two,
Books we warmed as exams awaited to test,
Failure exam proofs him to be seen as a looser
By then, can you see that now on his face?
No not at all, papers without brain, useless,
Theory lacking experience lacking skills, useless,
Seemed as seen there before times of books,
No employment, didn't succeed to the learning
Life, didn't approved by the trainers hence I questioned!
Were we taught these, if yes by who and where?
When was that?, a decade, half of it plus three
Solid years, were never seen, never learnt never taught.
Vision with no well planed mission, useless,
Mission hallucinated allusion to the vision, useless,
Tic tack passes by, was told its money
Have you seen it yet, yes we all have it still
Not effective as it ought to be, sleep you'll slip
Into poverty the same that you wanted to flea from,
Eyes opened to see, speak when needed
Gray hear without brain! Useless,
Rays from the sun uncovered! Useless,
Useful when needed to, useful when made to be,
Papers with no brain! Useless
Theory lacking experience lacking skills! Useless,
Useful as brain works, experience becomes the teacher.
Vision with no well planed mission! Useless,
Mission hallucinated allusion to the vision! Useless,
Nothing in addition, outgoing mind as the say.
Quarantine the reason behind this, covid-19 the catalyst Of all these sins, this is why she is on the street today. What is she doing now? Look she stop suddenly With unbelieving heart, she shook her head again and Again bending over she picks clay, lay down herself To give her back rest, tiredness in her revealed as Up she stands. Her right hand over her waist, face Frozen as to her mouth the soil she takes in, "Iodine she needs," it's hard to understand what is On her head, what she Is thinking, Usual crime? I don't know! Suicide ? No.! She has the ball with her, And now all of her is gone, she is broken. She's my neighbor's first born child, she's now thirteen. Verily the author of her life wronged her ; her destiny, The guider through her paths has robed her; her future, and The giver of life has given her the unwanted one. But why all these miseries? Look she is her child's sister. The grand-stepmother to the child knows these henc
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