I care not you also
And yet I am with you.
No safe road
No honest officers
And we suffer like anything.
True, no one is sensible
No one is integrated
No one is serious
And no one cares
The gravity of the problems.
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Without languageOur land, our lifeWould be unproductive,And see my dear friends,We are all goingTowards destructions.We are experiencing miseryEvery day, dear friends,Feel it at every moment,We are free, we are sovereign,Yet, our condition is not good,The curse of foreign language isThere with us and we areFar from peace and progress.
ଠିଆ,
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Father poem
Brother poemSister poemWife poemSon poemDaughter poemPoem poemLove poemLife poemEarth poemWorld poemPoem poemBirth poemDeath poemJourney poemAnd with all poemsI live dearWith no fear.
As a poet
And fearful ofMaterial existence.As a poetI fear the dark,Everything is thereIn the dark, though.As a poetI know lifeAnd very value.As a poet,I love allAnd I know the truth.
Here see all,
Friends and relativesAll here,But they misunderstood meFor nothing, alas!I know they are allSelf-oriented.And I honoured all,And I listened toTheir call.But they are thereTo take advantage ofMy love and simplicity.