Dry eyes from the strong wind,
chapped lips from the thirst,
sweaty body from running,
Full hands with one sleeping child
who dreamed people,
they only love each other and they don't hate.
Scratched legs
and thinking full of agony
for who is going to chase him again.
Poignant. Beautifully captures the plight of refugees. Well written.
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beautiful and poignant! It appositely captures the agony and hardship of these people!