We are on the other side of the fences,
Watching you all through the tinted glasses,
Erected on alien hearts of the trespassers,
Interest of the ‘well wishers' and perfectionists.
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this poem is dedicated all graduates of poor nations who feel they are helpless
The dedication is fine.. Life is an accidental success very often. Graduates from the Caribbean and West African countries have been telling their miserable stories ever... The God and the Allah of the doomed and weather torn countries of torrid landscape express their inability to reach out in the form of food even. Greenery and fertile land are behind the sustenance of the millions all across the place. Once the oil resources are exhausted even the Gulf countries will begin to struggle... A fine poem dedicated to the youngsters at large. Thank you for this share, madam.