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In the Early Traffic Hours

Contributed by ammar on Monday, 2nd April 2012 @ 08:11:45 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems




The signal turns red:
The traffic eventually comes to a standstill
On the wide avenue.
From the footpath emerges a frail young girl –
Eight, perhaps –
In ragged clothes and worn-out slippers,
With coarse skin;
Her infant brother tucked under one arm,
The other outstretched;
She taps the window of the nearest car:
Routinely expectant –
A careless shake of the head in reply.

On she moves,
Reiterating the clichéd words, and pleading;
But no response –
She could very well have not existed –
Now the girl persists
And gets rebuked by the irritated driver
For she repeatedly
Touched his car with her dirty little hands.
She jerks away
And hurries on towards a 4x4,
Gets onto her toes
Merely to be visible from within the front w—
The signal is green again.
The vehicles surge forward and honk her way
Onto the same footpath:
It’s a usual start to another long day.

The apathy…
A helpless child treated so cruelly –
But were she rich,
She would’ve been admired for her fine hair
Or the deep eyes.
Is it her fault then that she’s born
Deprived, destitute,
Twice below the poverty line?






Copyright © ammar ... [ 2012-04-02 08:11:45]
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Re: In the Early Traffic Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 18th September 2016 @ 07:50:06 PM AEST
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sad but true
some humans always judge and demean the ones
who are in need and it is shame,
well done.




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