India overtakes Brazil

India overtakes Brazil
In the race of death

The world
Is an onion
And India
Cries many tears

Came at a price
And is spent
On ride

Cry India cry
Your house is on fire
And all your children
Are gone
Goes he old song

You do not
Fight rifle against rifle
You fight
Lung against virus
And virus wins

pride and rifles

This may be a poem by an idiot
But the sentiment is genuine

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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