Building Up A World For Others
Brick by brick and stone by
stone,
O poor comrade you bring it
up!
Under the pulsing sun, you
drop your sweat and a pinch of blood,
to paint it red.
With the moist of fallacious
dreams in your gloomy eyes,
you paint it blue.
Hanging to the scaffolding you
polish the pane,
until it reflects your grief
and pain.
You make it shine with your humble skin
Once it is up you are nowhere
to be seen…
Uddipta
Ranjan
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