Childhood…SNATCHED!
An innocent face,
Painted red and gray,
Frivolous antics,
To please the crowd;
A shaking bowl,
The tinkle of a coin…
A little pair of hands,
Blackened with dust and soot,
Holding a broom,
Collecting the trash;
Cupped hands swaying,
The thud of a coin…
A lanky figure,
Hidden behind a pile of dishes,
Walking cautiously,
Looking wistfully at those remaining crumbs;
Weak hands demanding,
The hard-earned salary…
…
Isn’t this,
The suppressed plight of millions of children?
~Nupur~
28 October 2006.
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