Long Live The Recession Poem by Dr Hitesh Sheth
Long Live The Recession
The steel factory has
stopped to gorge iron ore
Coz due to recession
demand is no more.
Peace of barren mine
Undisturbed by a human kind
Beckons new birds and kine
To stay, populate and dine.
Flowers and Plants flourish
Younglings and saplings are nourished
The beheaded trees bloom
And crazy cuckoos croon
A young bird is building
a nest in the deserted house,
To please and cheer his
expectant spouse.
Far away a flamboyant bird twits,
“Mr.Recession is dead”
Other birds chirp
“Long live the Recession”.
Dr Hitesh C Sheth
27/11/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 12:20:33 AM # 1.0.0.1119
in recession the most affected citizens in this crisis are the poor in which they became more poorer, those people earning from hand to mouth only without any savings or fixed asset they are the unfortunate ones who suffer most...while those people who are rich they may be affected only in a slash but not much....: 0(