When I was small,
the stories were told to me.
Stories of fairies and angels,
everywhere,everything so good to see.
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I never knew that,
I was being mocked.
My own people were deceiving me,
because everything was hoax and false.
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People here don’t unite and fight,
they promise you and hurt in spite.
The mockery is done on you face,
innocent in front and backstabbing is their race.
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People say united they stand,
I can’t agree more.
Because poverty, discrimination,
ruthless greed is on their hands.
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People say they are supportive
but betrayal is that they serve.
They support each other in leg pulling,
is this – What our society deserves ?
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My stories are my inspirations,
and fearless is my mind.
I will follow everything I want,
and that’s how I’ll prove my point.
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I have comradery of my own,
so threaten us or bring us down.
You can’t ! I challenge you,
because united we hold our crown.
-Amber (Reyansh) Mishra
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