DAY 21(SHADES OF PENURY)

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Every one in a panic mode
Running helter skelter
To welcome a child
Three pairs were admitted
Only a pair survived

Gunshot and disaster
In the delivery center
The Victor still in the bloody pool
The invaders came with nothing cool
Yet the victor survived the second coup

Under the shades of penury
Where three square meal is a taboo
Most people that stood up as Messiah
Are nothing but  a miscreant and a miser
Who laid every ambush that I encounter

After being exploited academically
Which I discovered lately
Human are not meant to be trusted
Many promises got bursted
Almost get my own dreams shattered
Alhamdulilllah!  I conquered.

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