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Bleed                                                          Adventure
        The old man that lives across the street,                      Life on land, life on land
        and doesn’t possess any feet,                                  In chases us down
        Is begging out of his desperate need,                          Water and soil we pollute
        Yet no one is kind enough to do a good deed,                   Bye to our wellbeing and animals absolute
        Having no one decent enough to lead,                           Everyone says we are making a difference
                                                                       However, would we say we are truly treating our land with Adher-
        All the people in this era are brimming with greed,            ence? In the event that we need life on land to be prosperous
        All winter he sits there having nothing to heed,               We need to make strides ahead be adventurous!
        Only knowing how to plead,
                                                                       Ahana Verma
        Which never let him succeed,                                   MYP-3
        While men have fun in bars drinking mead,
        he’s out there waiting to be relieved,
        Because he has never been believed,                            Poverty of the Mind

        Only wishing to be freed,                                      The mind wanders around,
        From this hell which makes him bleed.                          but those thoughts should never be found.
                                                                       we are all the same,
        Abir Choudhary                                                 born slaves freed by death,
        MYP-3                                                          because the poverty of the mind is an endless cage
                                                                       it gets stronger by the second
                                                                       and we close our minds to acceptance
                                                                       open our thoughts to hate rather than love
                                                                       the poverty of the mind is an endless cage
                                                                       people have tried but never escaped,
                                                                       everyone says you live a certain way,
                                                                       that decides your life for the rest of your time.
     WORDS  2020 -21                                                   because the poverty of the mind is an endless cage.  WORDS  2020 -21
                                                                       The poverty of the mind makes us a slave
                                                                       when we die, we are free of this cage


                                                                       Ashhwika Soni
                                                                       MYP-3



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