for a child Somewhere



for a child Somewhere


Wince when the rocks dig into your hands,
For I know that they will
bleed.
Long for a figurine of your favorite superhero,
For I know that you
ache for
one.
Fret the work of tomorrow,
For I know that you will
not succeed.
Worry about scavenging your food in the debris,
For I know that you will
find none.
And carry not that
Smile
of yours,
For I cannot bear the sweetness of my candy
knowing that you have never tasted anything like this before.
Muneeza Sheikh (2015)

*Awoken prays for peace for those in Lahore, and Brussels. We pray for times of love to embrace us again.

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