A Sanctuary-Safe and Strong-W
People don’t have to migrate to be citizens to this palace,
Over here life burning well creativity is the ash
Even the poorest gets the best sanctuary
The status not inevitable here in this heaven
Rare infusion of mind and heart, not an illusion
Yearning to write and to be read with pleasure
Poets, writers, commoners, dreamers old and young
An African-Asian-European-Australian-American all
Lands are free, homes are beaming with activities
A problem of racism unknown, prejudice, malice dead
Come all sane, insane, to record the best or the worst
Eventually let the Goddess of poetry soothe our hearts.
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First place win in:
Contest: Poetry palace sponsored by Linda-Marie
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2011
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