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Hunger Strike | A Poem by Ananya S. Guha

Never mind the din the chaos
Cars doing cat walks on rabid pavements breeding ground for flies and men
Never mind them
simply mind the beggar whose begging bowl is as empty as his stomach of the rickety boy standing next to him.
Maybe we can afford a hunger strike.



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