The Black Girl Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
The Black Girl
The black girl,
That black girl
Going
To school,
Walking back to hamlet,
Taking to muddy and soiled pathways,
Living a simple life
Full of struggle and suffering
Within limited resources,
Eating stale food
Or late into,
Living without light,
Working with her mother,
Driving goats, sheep, hens, small cows
I can see,
See her trying to be literate,
Struggling to live.
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