All fools
Gajanan Mishra
All fools,
Yes, all fools are here.
And I stand aloof.
I see
The day is difficult,
I feel
Nothing to make merry.
All fools are here
And they are all paid,
And they stay like dead.
All fools,
And fools all.
With them what to celebrate
How to celebrate since no livelihood.
Tapoban, Titilagarh, Balangir
01.04 2022
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