Amidst the crowd she walks unseen
She is nameless, her identity ignored
Unheard is her heart’s lament
And yet she struggles on
She works throughout the insatiable rain
She toils under the grueling sun
Her back is breaking, but the pain
Is incomparable to that of her broken heart
Alone she proceeds along the unending road
They have left her no place to call home
Her tears drip onto her tattered clothes
For her there is no way but onwards
And yet the dismal night passes
And as the gloom lifts before the dawn
The sun comes up on a cloudless sky
Invoking within her the first ray of hope
She smiles, a new day has begun.
1 comment:
nice.... very very touching and graphic... though i wonder the source of inspiration. nice ending. making it a happy poem and all.. hehe..
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