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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 256

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

A Chemical Hub (Sonnet)

Soil was loose.

Light suddenly appeared but weak was the fuse.

A chemical hub was proposed, then postponed.

Hope was like hyacinth of pond.

Livelihood is now in mess.

Laborers and fishermen have lost trace.

Education and health are dead due to hunger.

Life needs calamity's aid at this hour.

Newspapers reach.

Trough news they preach!

EVM machines are gone into coma!

Destiny of development loses aroma.

What can I do? What can you do?

This plot of a story is nothing new.


Comments

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 25, 2021:

Sadly, new developments have been postponed due to this virus plaguing the world.

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