Friday, October 24, 2014

Poverty



She knew not what a text book is
Carrying the bricks for the school wall
She awes what this big building is for
With cement and dust covering her skin
Her brown hairs shine in the twilight
Ignoring her dreams about life
She burns her childish desires in the sun
With the bread and butter
To satisfy her siblings’ hunger
She walks forward to her hut
Battling her pre designed life
The society that decides her life, just gazes

The soul rejoices dreaming unheard future- Shalini Samuel
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