-Sanjana
They laughed at she,
Who wore the identitiy,
They were ashamed to reveal
Proudly, on her sleeve.
They mocked he,
Who spoke with fluency,
The mother tongue they hurried to forget,
And boasted off speaking a foreign dialect.
Oh what hypocrisy is it that a man who bows for another land
Is viewed greater than a man who bows for his!
The land we were born in isnโt perfect
But it poured so much love unto you and me
Therefore letโs all work towards realizing
The true beauty of our mother country.
Thankyou for reading my poem. I would love to hear your feedback. ๐
Good one,Sanjana!!
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Waah Sanjana very nice.. Keep writing and sharing..v wud love to read.
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Absolutely correct Sanjana…You did a great job ๐
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Wow sanjana….very nice…..keep going ๐
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Wow Sanjana….this is great attempt! So true is your assessment of the current situation…. please continue writing…
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