Slumbered View
I am home at last
remembering the freezing air outside
now smiling laying warm in bed
thanking heaven
for having blessed me
with a roof over my head
as i fall into slumber
my thought with the innocent little ones
the old and frail
forced to live in informal settlements
my smile slowly fading
when finally over come by a deep sleep
looking into tearful eyes
skimpily dressed and bare feet
little hand reaching out
as vision of fades
with a start
eyes open wide
slumber has shown
it could have been me
poem by Persian Khushi
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