THE WORLD

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  THE WORLD

Poem by: IMAD UL ISLAM

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Genre: Poetry

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Some lines of the past, some of the present and some tells the future! Weather you like it or not leave your comments. I will appreciate it. Enjoy:-)

Summary

Some lines of the past, some of the present and some tells the future! Weather you like it or not leave your comments. I will appreciate it. Enjoy:-)

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Submitted: July 09, 2012

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Submitted: July 09, 2012

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THE WORLD

There is that incandescent white sun;
Boom! white smoke comes out of the gun.
Red balloon rises at the explosion of a bomb;
Hiroshima and Nagasaki have enjoyed the atom bomb.
Trees are green yellow and sometimes red;
They went black once they are dead.
White people thought that they were the head;
Negros were exploited and tears they would shed.

Water being wise remained colourless;
Air wrapped himself with an invisible dress.
For their colours so many humans have died;
Man is preparing a cloak for hi self to hide.
Colours are beautiful, seven colours make white;
This will never end for their colours they will fight.

IMAD UL ISLAM


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