In burning clay particles
At your bare feet
Fits clicks
I never knew
Because my feet are in this fire
Never cooked ....
Anxious with hunger
Those who hope for food
Going backwards
Your stomach churning
I never knew
Because in a pool of hunger
My stomach never burns.
Always wear the clothes you wear
It smelled of perfume
But I found it stinking
Appreciate your hard work
I never knew
Because of poverty to me
Never harassed ..
- Aviraj
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