It was a festival day-
The sermon was on how to make a sacrifice
And I thought they would make sacrifices of their own.
I was wrong, wrong again.
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We expect something to happen and what happens is different. You presented a sample of three and each time it did not happen. It may be enough to come to a conclusion with a high degree of confidence. Beautiful thought provoking poem. Thank you.
.Many a time our expectations are shattered. Before we recover from one shock, another follows! Every one is a preacher on the pulpit. But once it comes to practising what is preached, we see a grand canyon lying between words and actions! A great satirical piece!
Sacrifices are done. May be of humanity or of ones reputation. No one cares. Animals and human both are the living souls. Sacrifice may be of ones soul leaving as good as dead. World will move on. Pain will kill the one who was mistaken, though will not be seen by anyone. Yes, its the mistaken images.
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