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Breakfast (Free verse) by Dhanesh M Kumar

Hip hip … hip….hurai, Hip hip … hip….hurai Powell, Rice and their company sings the song with seamless joy; Throwing apart the countless skulls of 2 years to 80 years , They are rejoiced by the smell of oil. Miles afar their boss is busy , Eating the breakfast of many Other’s bone..

Blue Magpie 10-Mar-06/9:03 AM
And how many Americans have been killed by other Americans, in America during the same time (including car "accidents"), perhaps these statistics aught to be always shown togther, just to help keep people informed of course. Not to mention the other countries. And lets not ask how many people have been murdered in Dafur during the same period.




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