Poet Sunanda Mandal's one poem
Education
Your ideal
Your religion
Stay in the head, in the soul.
Your armor is education
In the way you have shown
I wanted to decorate life.
But there is still prejudice all around, Blind imitation,
Society is covered with failure.
In the way shown to you
Just a game of curvature.
Fatigue on the way forward
So which way to go?
Where do I get that education?
Where there will be no disgrace or injustice.
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