Slave Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

Slave

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She was poor
And looked like
Awreck,
Worked eighteen hours
A day, paid nothing
But ate leftovers
A slave hit by
Her owner many atimes
Until she saw daylight
brought out
By an old gentleman
Who came to know
Of her plight,
She knew no more
Delight thn this,
Felt owed her life
To hom all her life.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

Trissur, Kerala State, India.
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