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Friday, June 17, 2016

Creative Spot by Mahendra Gonsalkorale



I am scared
Where are we going
It is so tight here
Where is my father
It is so dark here
I am hungry
I am thirsty
Who are all these strange people
I want to go home
Why is that man carrying a gun
Where is my doll
I want to go home
I am so scared

1 comment:

  1. Mahen
    Great sketch to go with the topical poem of the stress of loss and uncertainty.
    Despite over 5000 years of human civilisation we have not learnt to share our wealth and live in peace. Religions have failed and there has not been any divine help. Quo Vadis -- whither bound.

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