Poem on Tribal Livelihood


Tribal Livelihood...

The life can live making hills on her head.

The body can sleep on sand without bed.

Likewise, can walk ahead; need no light led. 

They Home in jungle, fire and eat still make her friend. 

Bear neither hate nor force for future fate;

Live for the moment, nor think for the late.

They live their own, not harm someone's date.

Let them live their own like a real earth mate. 


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