The world is crude,
and I don’t have food,
neither clothes nor shelter.
my face has soot,
I am going to loot,
a rich man’s specter.
but maa says no,
so I won’t go.
We’ll live this helter-skelter.
About the author: The poem has been penned by Uns-E-Zahra. She is an avid fan of lingual admixtures, and tends to incline more towards works that have intra-lingual elements.
About the poetess : Fatima has always had a penchant for writing about topics that entail the harsh agonies of this world and the other. She has majored in English literature, and wants to write as long as she lives.
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