Smoke rising
In Gaza and Pakistan
A boy pulling a cart and running urgently With a man lying in it injured There’s people on the street And they seem to be wounded too For no fault of theirs Somewhere someone sits in an air conditioned room In a cushion for his tushy And decides we need to strike Then pushes a button And then there’s the sound of missiles And news that says— Innocent civilians have been hit And it’s ongoing And there’s people on the streets Some shaken Some withered Some in tears Some looking shattered Some looking tattered And children going around Calling on parents names Not knowing if they are alive or dead And expecting to hear from them soon But the answer never comes And they are filled with hunger Their bones are showing off themselves saying— Look at me And count my ribs I am a real life specimen Preserved in science labs For experiments And learning About the human body’s skeleton Look at me and learn How many rib cages you have Underneath your skin You can’t learn better anywhere else But from me and other children like me Coz I am the chosen one For your experiments For the ones siting in the air conditioned room Dumb enough to push buttons Simply because Some terrorists Decided to target and shoot some tourists At their tourist destinations And so I lost my parents My food My shelter And I’m malnourished And became your experimental specimen Alive and outside your science lab Come and learn !
Very well done, Shalini. So sad but so true.
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