Weighing words in coins
Is the decline temporary, or has the malady sunk in deep?If they take away my ink and penGrieve I shall notFor I have dipped my fingersIn my heart’s bloodIf they seal my tongue

The writer is a political analyst and the Executive Director of the Regional Peace Institute. He can be reached at: [email protected]; Twitter: @RaoofHasan.
Is the decline temporary, or has the malady sunk in deep?If they take away my ink and penGrieve I shall notFor I have dipped my fingersIn my heart’s bloodIf they seal my tongue
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