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POEM
IMMIGRANTS
by Hema Deora
TEARS IN THEIR EYES
WALKED THE BLAZING SKIES
BABIES, EMPTY BELLIES AND BURNING TOES
NO ANGER, NO HUNGER MILES AND MILES TO GO
LIKE MIGRATING BIRDS TRAMPLING BEHIND ONE ANOTHER
IN FEAR OF DEATH BE WITH LOVED ONES RATHER
IMMIGRANT OF A VIRUS FORCED UPON THEM
NO CLUE OF RETURNING FOR WHAT AND WHEN !!
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