I see you
Little girl
No longer
Hiding in a corner
Standing tall
Bold and not too old
Still treasuring simple pleasures
Collecting broken shells like they are treasures
I see you
Reckless youth
No longer
Waving a banner
Finding peace
Growing inside
Despite the poor’s turmoil
Collecting broken stories like they cannot be otherwise
recalled
I see you
Struggling woman
No longer chasing
Rushing to the rescue
Accepting fate
Sitting still
Creativity the centre of events
Collecting broken feathers setting peace free
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-09-31.
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