Santosh Kumar Biswa - WHITE DOVE

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White DoveAn Anthology of Love, Peace, Fidelity and Humanity by Santosh Kumar BiswaLet me have Wings to Fly HighAm I born for the way I witness in me today,Often snub, no one seen heedful upon me,My heart outcry out every now and again,Like of a caged bird my lips remain stagnant.Is it 'cause black my skin is, what's my fault?Better demo me my demerit, I want to stay,But let me not sense the way I find today.My mind as well, for the rainbow, so lovely,Like to play around it, like a free bird so high.At times, not a human, I smell about me,For the mistakes, gramps ever devotedTo sustain, consenting the trouble faced.Afresh I became, myths still anguish meIn action I'm being divided by those freed.96
White DoveAn Anthology of Love, Peace, Fidelity and Humanity by Santosh Kumar BiswaDo I not bleed red when I am cut?Do I not feel the pain when I am bitten?Do I not get sick and sad like they do.I'm bleeding, look you, in my eyes the proof,'Cause just the skin, it is, I see no sameness.It's just the state of mind that one be noticedFor you and me, civilized we became now.We've the hand of sympathy of no disputeLet me live, let me have wings to fly high.97
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