With the anklet held in her hand
She stands completely
numb;
Her stained eyes
speak a thousand emotions.
Her forefinger points
them
those at the helm;
For transforming her
to a piece of stone.
But, I see,
her heart throbs with pain;
to see her kin languish
for survival in the downpour.
What remains afloat
is the agony;
and helplessness.
© 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
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