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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Working against heavy odds, a little hovel, he did build in a verdant stretch of fertile land, off the noisy frenzied crowd With sheaves of hay, he thatched its roof with reed and bamboo, its walls were made with mud and charcoal, its floor was glazed with wooden planks, its entrance laid. At dusk, when birds to their nests depart and beasts to their covert burrows and hole, after the days toil, all weary and weak, he, into the cozy comfort of his home would steal. Through months and years, it gave him succor. sheltered him from searing sun and raining cloud. made him differ from the gypsy tribe gave him footing in this populous world. He wove around it many a dream. with frugal care, his needs he met- prudent like the squirrel stocking nuts and grains, in its secret granary for rainy days wet. But alas! His haven is mercilessly pulled down. its very foundation, raced to the ground. the once beautiful stretch of land, now lies like a derelict heaped mound. The eviction squad usurped his land robbing off its greenery and grace and hurling him down to the streets like a tenant, sans notice, driven out of his space. Bewildered, failing to budge an inch like a boat, midway stranded in sea, he stayed but his resilient spirits, to him affirmed ‘never defeated, though destroyed’ Soon the mud hovel, to a palatial mansion turned where he envisioned himself king of the land his fields, yielding a bumper harvest of grains and fruits and his children joyfully dancing, holding his hand Why scoff it as the fancy of a fevered brain? rosy dreams find room in every man’s domain.
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