Morning Walk

by Dr. Sunil Sharma

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.

29-Apr-2013

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Comments on this Poem

Grateful to both: Padmaja and Kingshul for your perceptive comments and support. Thanks.

sunilsharma
30-Apr-2013 23:06 PM

So poignant and so pathetic too! And yes, so very realistic and stark! Kudos Dr. Prof. Sharma.

Padmaja Iyengar
30-Apr-2013 09:51 AM

A morning walk, unfortunately is not filled with sunshine but.... the darkness...........so beautifully portrayed

kingshuk
30-Apr-2013 08:43 AM