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Poem – ‘Asylum Seekers’

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The asylum seekers
-Jerin George

Who had hidden the sun in their reigns
He who dread earth with his vain
Above they bolster names over ruins
Had you build the firmaments there
Or you heave in ornaments pride
Masses who seek asylum now
From the abyss, they run hoping home
Shedding blood, boost stench
The whim of nations jingo grudge
Beckoning bombs they pop the crowd
Wither the justice, smother human
Had you the food or the fray
Listen to the sky, thunders pain
Hid not the sun, but your gun

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