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She walks
The little girl
Barefoot,
Thin
Dark,
Matted hair,
Patched frock,
Along with her
Doddering father
Sick, coughing,
On their daily morning raid---
In the garbage dump of the
Overeating city
Tilting towards obesity;
The two famished and stinking figures
Rummaging the mountains of garbage;
Floating phantoms in the
Dumping ground,
Flitting here and there
Shooing off the screeching hawks,
While a bus carries kids
To a school far-off;
Poor Reeta looks longingly,
She knows for her
The schooling
Starts
And
Ends here
In the vast stinking dump. |
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