Different shades of ink.
Wednesday, 28 September 2016
Searching for light.
In brown and green,
I looked up at him,
He was going for a war,
And he said this wouldn't be his last call,
A warm goodbye,
We had no choice,
As we weren’t white,
We were deprived of our birth right.
~Mansi Gupta.
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