Rights are not for the few,
They are for all,
Get them as your due,
So wait for no call.
Deprivation by the few,
Is found true,
As the treacherous view,
The sincere as a gullible clue.
Cloaking the events to a few,
Into a concise edit,
The plunderers go about in blue,
Collecting valuable credit.
That may be for the few,
Involving in schemes,
Usurping the ownership too,
From the coercive gleams.
Rise up against the few,,
Not though violent,
Overpower them by the slew,
Of actions curt and silent.
Fighting for the share is a rue,
May seem an inebriation,
Spelling an unwanted long queue,
None the less it is a compulsion.
Efforts may appear dangerous too,
Eliciting a risky endowment,
Hustling past all these that blew,
Have to die if needed in lieu
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Meenas Poems 