it is the burning question of one community who are suppressed in the name of community and who are omitted in availing all basic rights as forward community. Their tears and pains were described as a poem


Who are we?

Who are we?

Are we not related with this country?

Are we depatriated from the hell?

Are we cursed by the Almighty in this earth?

Why all such humiliations on us?

Why such partiality on our rights?

Is it our offence to born in this community?

What has to do to get the basic living needs?

If it is our crime ,

We may be sentenced to long imprisonment in dark cells

If our living is crime against the God and nature

Our community may be dumped in the earth

Iam asking the God for these communal descriminations

If I am wrong or my question is wrong

I may be punished inthis earth and in the hell too





Poetry by SAKTHEERAVICHANDRAN
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Written on 2007-09-30 at 06:55

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Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
I cant imagine how they feel about not knowing their true identity. But in my heart it says "

Maestoso!
I stand against all odds in band
Who tries to exploit the sand
Of my own native land.

Hefty loads may then I'll carry
If it is really necessary:
A manifestation of love to a country
Which is deep within me.

I don't want to be compelled
For I own this homestead.
I want to be respected
And not to be humiliated.

Maestoso, I say then
Over and over again
To the world of keen men.
"Be fair then!"

I share their tears and pains. Great write my friend!
2007-09-30