Found this poem of mine , thought to share it
Shall I Have My Bit of Earth
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I am displaced, but labeled migrant
This is my fate, being weak or decent?
My committed love to my Nation
Too a reason to face the situation.
Am a bird without any perch definition:
The nests I make go trash, losing function
In and out situations make me lose my Worth
My virtue-bond with life is amiss on the Earth.
Today the Internation Refugee day
What shall I perceive and what shall I Say?
Am a Global Kashmiri Pandit without edifice
Shall I be having my bit of Earth in my fist.
© Arvind Shah 200625 All Rights Reserved
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