The common man lives unsheltered;
His hut of mud is razed unwarned;
No other place instead, he gets;
His family stays in sun and rain!
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Very true, Dr.John Celes, the atrocities of Moguls and the manipulative East India company and its missionaries, have separated us, orthodox Hindus of India, in the name of Gods. Let us find our Gods, who have taken care of our ancestors since the earth born from nowhere.. Thought provoking poem..Thank you for sharing..
The ugly reality of the two sided lives we lead, so visible in the suburbs where the poor common man with his naked kids in cold and rain are overlooked by the every busy hustling bustling crowd and government.. I wonder where all the taxes go, why cant we have a bare minimum social support for the millions under the bridges and by the roadsides of suburbs.. thanks for the wake up call