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added by terra_rocker
Source: i made one
picha
This uandishi sanaa ya shabiki might contain venn mchoro, mchoro venn ya, and mchoro wa veni.
A child huddles in a corner,
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His moyo breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two angels with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and kwa the time people notice
it's too late.
The three angels have already left.
dirty and tired and alone.
He's too skinny, too tired, too pale.
But nobody notices.
His moyo breaks
as he watches the blurry-shaped people
walk past,
without glancing at him.
Screams echo off the cold walls surrounding him.
Not just his;
There's a few voices in that howl.
But they fall on deaf ears.
Hours pass. Days pass. People pass.
Still, nobody glances his way.
Darkness begins to creep in,
Bringing two angels with tear stained faces and heavy wings.
Silence has brought this,
and kwa the time people notice
it's too late.
The three angels have already left.
Carey Mulligan <3
