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Thursday, 10 August 2023

A Cry for Education

You spoke as an artist's brush, Creating beauty with every hush. Mother tongue upon your lips, Education blooms from its tips.

Like thunder's roar and sun's embrace, Mother tongue, your unique grace. Leopard-like, fierce and free, Education, our hearts decree.

Birsa Munda's fight, Jaipal's might, In mother tongue, we take our flight. Leopard's spots, a vibrant hue, Education, our path anew.

Crowds may gather, snails may slow, Mother tongue's power in every flow. Leopard's stride, both strong and bold, Education's tale, forever told.

Sprinting like a jackal's grace, In mother tongue, we find our space. Mongoose's traits within us dwell, Education's stories we shall tell.

Education beckons, time is prime, Life's journey, a rhythmic rhyme. Mother tongue, fierce and untamed, In education, futures are named.

Give us knowledge, light the way, Mother tongue, like leopard's sway. It's our moment, life aglow, With education's seeds we sow.

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