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Empowered Minds
Three young hearts, full of hope and cheer, Sit together, without a fear, In a classroom, where dreams unfold, Their futures bright, like a story yet untold. With textbooks open, and minds aglow, They soak up knowledge, like a garden in tow, Their laughter echoes, joyful and free, As they learn and grow, wild and…
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Harvest of Toil
Under sun-kissed skies, they work the land With calloused hands, and a dedicated stand Their days begin, before dawn’s early light To tend the crops, and bring forth the night Their sweat and labor, a testament to their might As they nurture growth, and bring forth the sight Of green shoots bursting, from earth below…
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Timeless Love on Weathered Stone
An elderly pair, hand in hand, Sit on a wall, in a gentle land, Bricks worn smooth, by seasons past, Their love remains, forever to last. Their faces lined, with age and care, Their eyes still shine, with love they share, Their hands entwined, in a tender grasp, A lifetime of memories, in every clasp.…
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Resourceful Hands
With hands so skilled, and a heart so bright, A young Nigerian boy, works through the light, His old bicycle, a trusted friend indeed, In need of repair, his hands take the lead. In a world of scarcity, he finds a way, To fix and mend, come what may, No waste, no want, just resourceful…
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Timeless Echoes
In a room where memories reside, A clock stands tall, with a gentle pride, Its face a canvas, of numbers and hands, A keeper of secrets, in this timeless land. Its tick-tock heartbeat, a soothing sound, Echoes through years, without a bound, Marking moments, lost in the past, Yet still present, forever to last. The…
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Threads of Tradition
In Africa’s heart, where cultures blend, An elderly lady, with skilled hands does tend, A mat weaving, with threads of old, A tradition passed down, stories untold. With each strand, a memory is spun, Of ancestors’ wisdom, and days begun, The rhythm of weaving, a soothing beat, As the mat takes shape, beneath her skilled…
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Path of Solitude
In the forest’s depths, where mud and leaves entwine, A solitary path, of footprints divine, A journey taken, by one alone, Through the wilderness, where secrets are sown. The mud receives, the weight of each stride, A temporary mark, where the traveler resides, The forest’s silence, a companion true, A path unwinding, for me and…
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Fractured Love
A wall once whole, now cracked and worn, Divides the art of love that was born, Graffiti of two hearts, now torn apart, A symbol of love that’s lost its start. The cracks spread wide, like the distance between, Two souls that once were one, now unseen, The vibrant colors, dulled by time and pain,…
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Tears of Hunger
In a ghetto’s shadows, where hope does fade, A child’s cry echoes, a heart betrayed, Empty eyes, sunken, with a deep despair, A tiny body, wracked with hunger’s pain and care. Tears fall like rain, on a face so small, A reflection of the struggles, beyond them all, A cry for sustenance, for a morsel…
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A Shot of Courage
Small hands, clenched tight, in a brave little fist, A heart that beats fast, with a courageous wish, A needle’s brief sting, a moment’s pain, A step towards healing, a new path to gain. Tears well up, but she holds them back, A determination fierce, in a young heart’s pack, The nurse’s gentle touch, a…