Plagiarism Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Plagiarism

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Plagiarism

In our heads
We’ve got brain.
Each carving miracle
Leads thoughts to talking
And walking; finding friend.
There are times, we hear, ‘brain
Is replaced with pile of rotten shit;
Fanatic and rigid and blind to the facts
Of the heat and changes, miracles in skies
Regardless of the seat and place are the ones’.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: corruption
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 19 October 2014

Much appreciated. Agreed with you.

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