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Dire Fact

Feb 16, 2023
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By Dr. Fasil Barkat


It is so hard to express

And difficult to shape in words


Indeed, arduous to deliberate upon

The agony is deep and slaying


Feelings perish with time

Bold blackens colours hanging


Tasks turn hard, in attempts of vain

Ugly black clouds dim the bright


Life’s melee for rest and peace

Is what being strenuous to bargain and endure



Alas! Shops are none that one could witness

Hiatus is death, of continuity you meditate

Engagements are much

Fulfilments are few


Masters know how to steal

Defenders lose courage to indorse


It is easy to make some learn good

How to act if all is bad?


Put an end to this fountain of pain

Dig your grave and get the peace


By Dr. Fasil Barkat



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