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The Poor He was struggling every morning,
hungry for weeks,
Ill fed, Ill Clothed, Illiterate, In the jaws of death,
Ostracised, overwhelmed, overpowered, but he had a good heart,
Submissive, subservient, subjugated, stigmatised, For I smiled at him and with all that was going on with him,
Disowned, deprived, deserted, desolate, derelict, He still smiled back.
detested, damned.
Shubham Agrawal
Hungry, helpless, hapless, MYP-2
Undefended, unguarded, unprotected,
Rejected, resigned, reprobated
Exploited, exposed, endangered,
Acquiescent, anesthetized, admonished, abhorred, The Sound in My Head
Condemned, chastised, chastised.
The sound in my head,
Tisya Nagrath It is not a song,
MYP-2 We are all born the same,
We breathe the same,
Our hearts beat the same.
Happiness in Struggle
Then why this noise,
As I was walking down the street, The bad dreams of my marriage,
I came across a man sniffing his nose, and the father of my kids,
Through the chilly breeze and he let out a sneeze, his next meal.
You could see that he was starved,
He was wearing a thin blanket that hardly covered him, And I dream of reaching the moon,
He had skinny arms, legs and knees, Is this wrong?
hopeless indeed. So wrong?
This sound in my head,
WORDS 2020 -21 shivering in the cold frigid snow, Please do not kill my dream. WORDS 2020 -21
It echoes like a scream,
Struggling to stay alive,

That was stinging his face,
He sat quietly disguising himself near the snow,
Daanish Kumar
MYP-2
Blaming the almighty for the misfortune he had.

He couldn’t sleep on most nights,
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