voices- unknown yet knownA Poem by premaWhen I fancy myself as the saviour
A thousand unknown voices I hear
Many a time I find hard to bear Clamouring to make a discord Which I find hard to discard Voices that tell me tales of woe and foe Of degeneration of virtue and value Pertaining to the plights that are not slight Many are unknown yet known Of all, the voices of injustice Hardest not to notice Make me a tough judge Who never wants to budge I dream the day when I hear no voice To bask in the glory with poise
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