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Growing of a "CHILD"

Child are born with pure soul
Adorned with natural smile
And having artistical profile
Every gesture is free of deception
Absolutely innocent and charming
Without any child exception.

But how they are grown?

Transplanted in the pot of corruption
Irrigated with shower of lie
Fertilized with  violence  and domestic violence
Trained with drama of deception
Prunned to become egocentric
And soul gets filled with this worldly stuff.

Child are not responsible for
These satirical generous manner
The fact lay here
This evil society does not wear
Any good sacrament or etiquette
Even for their near and dear.
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              This poem,I composed in a sudden when my sister showed this old and childhood picture of 'Gadahu no.1', my middle brother.(Gadahu no. 2 is my yongest brother.)
When I looked at that picture, my mind was full of thought about the changing mind set towards the society or towards the world of a person as he grows and reasons behind it. Every child initially is so honest,so innocent,so pure in soul that they are the real messenger of the god for what god wants to make the earth in reality that is the peace,but the prior treacherous creations of god feed the mind of newly welcomed poor by violence, fraud, abuses,lie and many anti-social and evil works.And the intensity of feeding goes on increasing as they grew older.And some of them become real evil.
Arrow in picture is showing gadaha no.1.
This is the cropped and enlarged picture. See how honest and innocent he seems.

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