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Nov 2015
The scavenger waits
End of a life
So as to feast
On a dead child’s meat
If at all the silly bird knew
It was just a sheet of skin
Wrapped on a cage of bones
For the meat was already devoured
In his struggle to survive.
               © Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 14 Nov. 2015
Dr PRERNA SINGLA
Written by
Dr PRERNA SINGLA  F/Gurgaon
(F/Gurgaon)   
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