Aftab Alam (15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)
I preen my face with my tongue
What’s there in mind comes out through the face
Veiled evil ghost participates in melting human race
All are melting like a chocolate in the mouth of devil
‘O’ Blacksmith, master of inferno, put them on anvil
Who am I to show my anger under your command?
What am I nothing but a puppet with unseen thread?
A show is on, a war show, for more butter and bread
Blinded eating the human flesh, fate with new brand.
I am neither so smart nor so white and of course not rich
I have never gone a parlour for facial or for bleach
I preen my face with my tongue, see the world with eyes
I have seen the world with many angles and in much size
O wise awake, so to raise humanity with human kind
Turn your eyes inward and see, beauty there you find
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