Tolerance:
From Bhuj to Banga and the Himalayas palm to Lap of Kalam
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A mirror on the wall of humanity
Reflecting terror and calamity
Makes me close my eyes
And I am compelled to screech
But it seems none listen
And tolerance in me often
Looses all the strings
And flops trembling wings
To fly in the world sans humen kings.
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But in a moment the spirit inside
Makes me remind and bind
To see ripples of the holy Ganga
And Greenary dotted from Bhuj to Banga
The limbs of the Himalayas and with open palm
And sea of Rameswaram, the lap where played Kalam
What atolerance in my country!
And all its brave infantry.
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I get a power of tolerence
And condemn to the offence
That the mirror of the wall does
And shows terror instead beauty and blaze.
I promise never to leave the world of men
My spirit would live in my nation
Whatever fall on my face
But I can't forget love and caress
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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