Early in the morning
On my poorly nailed bed sleeping
I peep through my gaped door
Looking at the path
Leading to the river
I see her coming
Looking sad like yesterday
Feeling tired than the other day
With a child on her back
A luggage in her hands
And a jembe on her shoulders
Determined to look for survival
Even where it exists not
But what can she do?
Fate had it that way
On reaching the sacred spot
She downs her luggage
Kneel with great respect
And say a morning prayer
She still keeps the faith
That one day fate will knock
Overwhelmed by the luggage
Confused by thousand thoughts
She remembers her husband
Who left her ten years ago
She spits on the ground
And curses the gunmen
Who took her husband’s life
Leaving her single and sad
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