what happened to my village?
to the smiles of lush green crops
the warm greetings of innocent people
the whispering streams
the playful calves
the twilight hues and sounds
the chirping nests
and the mesmerizing monsoons...
the sweet smell of the earth
wet with a fresh drizzle..
the granneries filled with grains..
the festive celebrations...
where all have they gone?
who has taken them away?
why are the streets wearing
a deserted look?
why are the people looking lifeless?
why is my village dried up?
why is it wailing??
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