The Raphel Angel 12

 SONG POV I selected the poem- My Ancestors by Omprakash Valmiki The cry of the victims, Who has a painful petition, Over the generations!! The selfish hearts of the powerful, That always come to exploit, The weak and helpless outcast, No justice no truth; No voice for the voiceless. Outcaste- a name to be out casted The poor soundless hearts, Never be lost in the darkness, We are there with you... To read the needs of your life, To stay with you!!!

 LIMERICK There was a girl named Rose Rose was as beautiful as a rose One day a beggar came to her asking some food Her face flushed as her heart turned wood All that was because her heart was not as a rose