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Friday, June 17, 2016

Creative Spot by Mahendra Gonsalkorale

Refugee Child

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


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  2. Mahen
    This is a Great sketch to go with the topical poem of the stress of loss and uncertainty in the world today.
    Despite over 5000 years of human civilisation we have not learnt to share our wealth and live in peace. All the worlds Religions have failed in this. Where is the divine intervention when we need it. Is this reality or a dream. Where have we gone wrong? Quo Vadis -- whither bound?