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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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