To Malala....

This poem is written by my friend Ashutosh Gupta addressed to Malala for her valour.

In the war there would be lonely you,

You might fall and be tired too....

But have the zeal,

And the fire,

Because that's what you need to fly higher,

People would mock,

People would comment.

Half may frown and the others foment.

And I know that words hurt,

And they do sting.

So, flex your muscles and spread your wings,

See thy goal, fly….

And take an up soar.

Look!!
There awaits the joy and the much more........

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