Tag Archives: Illiteracy

Child Labour

Ring ring the poor girl dies

Surprise me if an onlooker tries

Death as if the lil one fell asleep

Right where her broom used to sweep

Would someone embrace her now

In life not but in her last vow

So little but wanted to see it clean

Yet the stains on her clothes go unseen

Don’t be mistaken by the innocence

In her sleep, death, might you sense

Ring ring the poor girl dies

Surprise me if an onlooker tries

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Face-off

‘I have always loved you’ he told her while tearing off the papers, ‘and now being the mother of my baby you should relax.’

She bent down, smiling, to clean up the torn papers, happy about the much awaited pregnancy, illiterate to read ‘divorce’ on them.