Hello Good evening my readers 😊
I am Liijesh Joy.
A simple writer.
Trust you all are accomplishing something useful and protected with your relatives. Trust this day will be a wonderful day for all of you. We should we get into the blog.
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There is no doubt that we live on this earth.
They are the ones who watch carefully all the happenings around us.
We are afraid to point out mistakes.
That is what is being exploited.
It is a community of people who think that responding and calling for response is wrong.
We react when it happens to everyone.
I know that pain.
A society that loses its resilience is exploited.
Even if the flags change, good governance will disappear.
When the rules change, justice goes away.
Histories are legends.
Everything is nonsense.
A group of people go after devotion.
And another group to exploit believers.
The world is slipping back into darkness.
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Black and white were born on the same earth.
Their emotions were the same color.
Their diets were varied but their appetite was the same color.
Although the black man bows when he sees the white man
Their beliefs were multifaceted.
Although their skins were multicolored
The blood was the same color.
Black and white alike lived hunting.
They continue to do so together today.
As a sequel ....
The world closed its eyes in shame before them.
In the name of caste, religion and color
The aristocrats of power who opposed them laughed at it.
The fools fought each other again.
There, too, the world turned a blind eye to them.
The man who set out to fix the world with a pen
Eventually the power was bathed in blood in the hands of the pagans.
Then there was ink on that pen.
Repetitions became regular viewers.
The world is once again in the hands of the powerful.
This world is full of hypocrisy. Each of us and its false faces.
We overestimate the news.
They trade those beliefs.
Anything is created.
Humans kill humans like animals.
Everyone, regardless of age, is forcibly raped.
Land full of chaos is polluted.
Governance reigns supreme. People are slaves.
Murder and torture continue.
Like and comment on social media and prepare to repair the country.
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The writer stopped writing and stared blankly at the crescent moon shining in the distance on the beach balcony of the beach.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He took a cigarette from the cigarette packet and lit a lighter on his lips.
A puff of smoke was inhaled and the smoke was blown out.
That midnight the calling bell rang.
He got up, put the cigarette in the ashtray, walked over and opened the door.
A police officer standing outside the door opened fire on the writer.
The writer, who was shot, fell to the ground below with a loud thud.
Blood flowed from his head to the floor.
The blood was the same color.
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Trust you folks will like this blog.
Have a great day !!!
Continue to help.
Thankfully
The simple writer 😊
6 May 2022
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