Children walk to the school..
From the safety of mom's warmth.
Workers assemble at the factory..
Prayers never said.
Politicians are driven to their chambers..
Files smile at the luck.
Players enter the camp..
Sweat, Thirst and Desire.
Traders place the bets..
A shirt lost and and a feraari won.
Professor knocks it down.
The colour ain't changing. He laughs..
The old man at the sea..
Waits for his freedom.
A girl smiles and blossoms..
First love.
In a patch of land not very far away.................
A man opens fire.
He isn't one of us.
I wake up...
from a nightmare to an other.
2 comments:
The meaning is conveyed in smoothest of manners. I nenver knew the purpose will end in such a way, at the time i started reading it. But it just left me speechless. Great work. Kindly continue posting such inspiring work.
thanks! you must have a name more interesting than anonymous. keep coming back!
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