Glocal Poet
I pick things local,
refine and these make
To appeal to vast
audience global;
The good, bad and
ugly I do rake
And treatment they
get is indeed total.
Real love, whatever
the clime, has same hue;
Hate is poison which
threatens me and you;
Wherever you are,
dogs bark and cats mew –
If justice is rife,
evil would be few.
I’m your glocal poet –
I know you're feeling me;
Somewhere
I’m touching you intimately.
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