The Girl in Me

Pakistani schoolgirls, displaced with their families from the country's tribal areas because of fighting between militants and the army, attend school in a poor neighborhood on the outskirts of Islamabad. http://photos.thenews.com.pk/
Pakistani schoolgirls, displaced with their families from the country’s tribal areas because of fighting between militants and the army, attend school in a poor neighborhood on the outskirts of Islamabad. http://photos.thenews.com.pk/

I could be that girl.
Watching as my house burns down,
People shouting and running around,
My mother sweeps me off the ground.
And whispers, “It’s time to go.”

I could be that girl.
Sitting in a poor school building,
Learning from torn textbooks,
Eating from my small tiffin,

Waiting for another sun to set.
 
I could be that girl.
Staring at the endless sky.
Watching time wither by.

Oblivious of a better world.

Is there such thing as a savior?
***
I am not that girl.
Living in a land of opportunities,
Receiving the best education,
Blessed with all the sustenance,

Escaped a life unknown.  
But deep inside remains that girl.
The pain felt through empathy,

A desire to become her savior,

To grant her a fate same as mine.


A Message: We with roots from developing nations, Escaped poverty by God’s mercy, But in turn became merciless, Never turned back to look, to grant others a fate as ours.

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