Your Mother Is Here

Your mother is here
First go to her, my dear.
Mother-land first,
Mother-tongue first, and
We are here to see
The safety of this earth.
Let us accept everything
With the sun-rise and
Sun-set, mew mew said the cat.
Let us not amazed not confused
My dear poets, drive out the cat.
What is under your purview
Do it and make a review.

by Gajanan Mishra

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