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The mathematics and game theory-

‘isms’ and unipolarity-

barely gets through my head for ‘what they are?’ my satellite never told me-

 So, please! Find me a genie

 

Find me a gene for now I know-

These paradox of Bir Gurkhas

Of Clever Bush and Obama;

Of Hitler and Russia, and of Strict- Isolated CHINA;

They are not who I want to hear about-

I want to hear the stories of children of Palestine-

 Women of Iraq- Afghanistan and Pakistan

So, Please ! find me a genie who could predict;

How many times would a heart tremble?

Heart of a brother who’s been mocked-

mocked by the system invisible -

they say he in bullets looks adorable

 

Find me a genie- he could show me,

the crystal-

for I wish to see struggle

struggle of those who’s childhood was not easy;

WHY?

Because, they were raped and their parents were murdered

they were never said ‘you are human, a beautiful creature’

and were made to play with missiles- the dead ones

American; Russian; Italian; and the list goes on

I wish to see it all;

For I want to behold- those falling tears-

tears of mourn for deceased-

tears of joy for who survived-

tears of love and hatred-

I wish to drink it all and fill my lake

 

Find me a genie for I need to fill my lake

 for I see it is empty

And the fishes in there are going thirsty-

They have thirst of truth-

they are hungry of reality-

They wish to drink love for they were being fed poison-

For chemicals were being drained from big giant industries of satellite

So, please! I beg- find me a genie for satellite ain’t good

(title of the poem inspired by movie Turtles can Fly)

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