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I remember the day I was born inthe stable,
And how my master looked me with disgust.
I remember the moment I saw –
My mother’s lifeless body,
And how my kins cursed me.
I remember the days of my journey,
And the hardships I faced on the same.
I remember how master tortured me,
And always kept me away from everyone.
I was forced to feed on dried leaves,
While they fed on green pastures.
I was forced to carry heavy loads,
While they were roaming around the fields.
I was left alone in the cold and darkness,
While they enjoyed the warmth-
And light of the fire.
“Everything was same baby,
Other than our colours.
At least mommy could now tell you –
The tale of my toils and struggles,
Albeit, it’s full of miseries and agonies.”
-DEST1819-
Signature: I love using ‘DEST1819’ as my pen name.
Written for What do You See hosted by Sadje
Such a moving story of discrimination Dest1819. Thanks for joining in
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My pleasure Sadje ☺
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Very moving tale!
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Glad you like it☺Thank you 🙏
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