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They know for sure

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she is 8

he is 11

she knows no fairy tale

she knows no rhymes

​

she knows but

the pain seeping in

from never ending toil

of scurrying

garbage all day

skin burning in the sun

collecting broken pieces

of fortune

perhaps corked in a bottle

and tossed away

by the privileged

of the city

​

he knows but

the sound

of utopia being

crushed into coins

and slipped into

worn out pockets

the slur of lullabies

exchanged for

one square meal

to be shared

by him and

his 4 younger siblings

​

she knows but

the stench

of rotting hopes

held in chapped hands

and sung of

by parched lips

the pain of bleeding bare feet

on the boulders

the crushing weight

on her tiny shoulders

​

he knows but

by heart

the cuss names

flung at him

in abundance

by the owner of his fate

who exploits

traumatises

and punishes him

with no pity

when he misplaces the orders

of the ruthless city

​

she finds a home

at the end of the day

when the commotion of traffic

dissolves away

in tattered rags

the cold winds

sting her like razor blades

hugging tight on to her

left over blood

and skin and bone

she shuts her eyelids

with a tired moan

​

he shares a bed

by the roadside

with a skinny dog

who shares his fate

and loves him back

the night is dark

but for one feeble star

shivering alone

braving another

cold moonless night

shrouded in silence

just like him

​

the exhaustion takes its toll

they quickly fall

into a tranquil slumber

and drift into a strange dream

​

in his dream

he wears the uniform

the kid

he saw this morning

boarding a yellow bus

holding his dad's hand

wore

he takes a sip

of the chai

sweetened with stories

of love and peace

and healing

​

when he joins

all the syllables

in his name

with a pencil

on a paper

it forms a melody

way more magical

than anything

he had ever been called

he knows for sure

​

in her dreams

he has eloped to the land

where smiles

caress her taste buds

like a delicious scoop

of normalcy

and not god forbidden luxury

and the city

tastes more human

on her tongue

​

in that dream

she has her hair

neatly done

she wears

polished shoes

she carries a backpack

different from

her trash sack

she knows for sure

"school bags are lighter"

she can bet on it

​

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Posted Oct 28, 2018, 1:47 PM UTC · edited

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