Monday, January 23

remembering

The taxi driver was waiting to fill out his car and they arrived….They were going to leave the little girl with gray green eyes to live in the orphanage
I hardly succeeded in turning my eyes to other way in order to control my anger
They were exactly hyenas....

And the girl: not beautiful, not innocent, not calm, not sad,
just angry she was and shouting and talking and objecting, while they were laughing and shouting to her objections

Then I remembered once more, who I may love: a child, left alone between wild beasts of the society

4 comments:

maryam said...

where was it?
when did happen?

SAM said...

the day before yesterday,
and on my way to home!
why askin?

maryam said...

cuz its too bitter to believe that...
cuz I know when you're seprate from the family,you're like a plant that had lost its root...(even I know I have their love...)
cuz I can't belive the existence of such time & such crime...

SAM said...

just existance of such places is a proof for such crimes for many times.......
don't be mistaken......u r too far in ur feelings from that girl....the similarity is just in living between other people for a while....................no one has left u alone....thinnk about the ones who had left her, u can't be less angry