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And it was at that age….Poetry arrived
In the form of a song
That was being played on the radio
Grandpa stood up….so did everyone in the room
I learnt it was National Anthem
The tune, the call to wake up,
To seek blessing from the motherland
Swung each blood cell of the teeny tiny me
It made me a child of joy in an instant
Such power dwells in words
The first line is taken from Pablo Neruda’s Poetry
Written for dVerse Poetics – National Anthem Poetry
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Shared with Sherry's Midweek Motif ~ The Joy of Poetry @ Poets United
