Best Proletarian Poems

THE PROLETARIAN
The ordinary people we are
The common people of the abandoned street
Homeless not Hopeless in our quest
Looking up to the Forest Lords
We are kicked left and right by them
Helpless not voiceless 
We are the dregs of the Society
Seen in every rejected areas in the land
Faceless...

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Beneath the green dense jungle, he stands pall,
The heated rays touching him seem to have awl.
Facing dreadful animals and insects, he fumbles
Path is lost in shrubs and bushes he often rambles
Having empty stomach, a thirsty throat and an axe
He applies all his muscles to a...

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