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12/23/2018 8:23:09 PM Arjun Jangid Posts: 10	The young ox and his mom was running hard to save themselves A cruel boy had stick in hand running behind to strike both. As young blood he tried to revenge but regret it was mom who said "don't hit him and run fast." Why he is flogging us mom? What is wrong with him? What are faults of us today? How long it will stay mom? First run fast to save yourself It is long story to tell truth hard Sting of unemployment is killing us Tractor and vihcles who snatched our job are real enemies not the boy behind us. Before their birth we were respected Me as Gomata and you as bull believe me on your birth they served gur to all Do you know why? Because i gave them milk And you helped them in farming and transporting. Someone in our race spoiled his crop last night in state of starvation the boy is son of my kind master who loved and cared me lot so i stopped to hit my master'son. I am barren due to old age and you are jobless my dear so make habitual to this treat Mom Iam not weak and coward if 'no food without work 'the rule then i will fight for justice i need only job not hate Job for me ,Job for my race Gather all we will block highway we shall fight for right of dignity We want Job We want Job Either give or fight in crusade we shall sacrifice lives or shall get bread with pride. Don't do this nonsense my son Ladhi charge and scolding are forthcoming yours rewards. Then who can raise our issues Shall we starve life long ? Shall unemployment come to an end?
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12/23/2018 8:26:32 PM Arjun Jangid Posts: 10	Critiques are welcome.
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