A man who doesn't know where to find his comfort for his irreparable Soul,
Walks on until his destination is achieved,
He only knows how to eran bread....
And nothing else....he is fed up with news
Channels, for those are full of lies,
He is fed up with vulgarity and violence
Of nowadays movies telecasted on his TV.
He only realises it's a rotten society, a Barren land where he is an award habitant,
He leads a simple life, without interest in Politics or social identity,he is nothing but
A simple man without any recognition.
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