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Who are those people
Who always have a placard hanging around their neck
'We are successful'
Introduce me to the people of that colony
Who live in a row

On both sides of the wide roads
Who are those people
Who get the ladder
After the number three
And take them to the heights of childlessness

Every house is empty for them
Every door is open
Overnight they change the entire look of the house
And put a shiny nameplate
On the gate!

All the means of building a house
I also have
Clay in my hands
Cement and gravel in my breath
Iron melts in my chest
Fire is growing in my stomach
I don't want to walk
On your wide roads

Your gestures,
Seem beautiful only from a distance
Your created definitions
You should explain them only to those
Whose eyes have the light of electricity
And the coolness of the machine in their bodies
Wait! Don't come towards me
There is no name plate in front of my house

Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊 🙏 @vikbuddy

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