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Toilet for Babli - A cry to end open defecation in India [poem]
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Open defecation has been a long standing problem in India with its ever expanding population. WHO's 2014 report on "progress...
SURROGACY : A CONTROVERSY (poem)
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Surrogacy refers to having another woman for a couple who can't have a child. Its something like ducks lay, but don't hatc...
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Euthanasia [ MERCY KILLING ]
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Before I start this poem, I would wanna add a quote said by Martin Luther King --> " No one is truly free to live, until on...
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A CRY AGAINST CHILD SEXUAL ABUSE
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Walking back home through the boulevard, I realized some child cry hard. With etched fear, I decided to see, What it could actual...
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A CRY AGAINST DOMESTIC VIOLENCE
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Loud screams and mourns shatter my every night sleep, Just when my dreams begin going deep. To the other side of the wall, A drunken nei...
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FIGHT AGAINST CANCER
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fight against cancer This was my first case of the day, After a long visit to native and stay. Reading this case sheet, I entered the...
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THE CURSE OF POVERTY (Poverty- a curse)
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I cant believe, its the 21st century, Almost everything has changed so swiftly. But still, there remains a curse, Making its effect be...
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A CRY AGAINST FEMALE INFANTICIDE AND ABORTION. . . . .
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I feel for the mother,who bares the labor pain,yet excited, Her happiness, she spreads, out sprouted. But, when she tells the ...
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WORLD BLOOD DONATION DAY-JUNE 14th
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WHY SHOULD I DONATE BLOOD...? We all know that there is no life without blood in our body and blood is the main carrier of oxygen to...
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FIGHT AGAINST POLIO
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NOTE:- ALL THE NAMES USED HERE HAVE BEEN CHANGED JUST TO HIDE THE IDENTITY OF THE PERSON I was on my way towards home after a real...
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