Tuesday, 26 March 2013

A Winter Dawn

A Cold winter's evening,
Bright birds chirping,
Golden leaves rustling
conspicuous in their absence.

Father, Mother and newborn.
In rags more hole than whole.
Shuffle along in a land forn.
Seek shelter of roof, warmth of coal.



Refused hospitality, at a house,
then another, and one more yet
till desperation, driven by gutsy wind,
Into shallow ditch broken bodies themselves let.

Sheltering child, with bodies of warmth,
Crawled into stupor, till morning next,
Sun dawned, on mother lifeless and father cold,
While child's wailing rent the frosty winter dawn.

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