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Nov 2019
Scraped knees and torn clothes
Her little child is home
Done playing with his chums
Say to his mommy
Mommy, I am avidly hungry
Mommy unblemished his make up
Dirt from the barren ground
May find its way up
Caressing his face
With a dismal voice
She slowly says
Daddy will be home soon
Soon we will know our fortune
He sat outside the shack
The lost puppy found him
And started to wag
Gazing at his little friend he shouted
Mommy feed him he is clouted
Seeing him sad mommy couldn't cope
Even though did not want to give him unrealistic hope
Said daddy won't take long
Take him in your arms, keep him warm
His stomach rumbled as he glanced at the sky
Wishing his father comes as he sighed
Mommy just desired she could do something
For his child so frail and pale
And save him from this dusk
And give him a bail.
After a forever, daddy came
He was tired lifting the world
And burning in flames
His hands were wounded
But his feet were strong
He builds the world
But for them he doesn't belong
He said the universe hasn't been fair
To them he had his blood to share.
And today too
They had to sleep
With rumbling stomach and nothing to eat
His mommy held him close
And felt every bone
And his daddy will again wake up tomorrow
To feed his child
Earn, steal or borrow.
Written by
Aaina  18/F/Kanpur,India
(18/F/Kanpur,India)   
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