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My Tear

By Nur Kamaal

To whom with I share
what my condition is here
like a disabled child
burning in the maroon fire
of a slammer fenced with barbed-wire
where his wailing cry like
the wind is roaring in a tangle of branches

To whom with I share
what my condition is here
like a vagrant child
suffering in isolated shelter
of a detention fenced with barbed-wire
where his agonised pain like
the rain-water overflowing a field of green
trees.

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Sn.Jan,E-16
(30-01-2020)
The Art Garden Rohingya

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