Homeland

DDoth skin maketh a poem?
or does content do true.

why do we caress macaws and flamingoes
why not crows and sparrows?

the treacherous ghazni, stole gold long old;
A thirty and four times......still little did we realise

A street painter could paint more sense
than did pounds and guineas worth.


what did not do rand or simon
did a bare Gandhi

what couldn't do battalions of forces,
did a mere lathi

Why do the Bible and the others atop the rest?
said a local swami...........because the Geeta maketh the rest

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anushree kadam said…
hey i am using this poem for my civil service exams..please..i'll give u credit
February 1, 2011 at 7:58 PM
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