Confusion


A small child, in this harsh ruthless world
Attempted to flee, fought to survive, dreamed to live.
Ignoring all pains, cleansing all injuries
Shedding off all weaknesses, it rises up yet again
Faces the heartless pretensions everyday
Cries within itself, wipes its own tears,
Consoles itself, and stops for a breath…
Wonders if the struggle is an unending path
or a ray of light brighten the way…

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