A child smiles –
looking at a friend’s face,
friend returns a bigger one.
looking at a friend’s face,
friend returns a bigger one.
Both eager to come close and play,
step toward one another;
just then,
in comes a shrill voice –
“Don’t play with that child?”
“Why?” asks the second one, sadly.
“That child is not our class and does not even speak our language, that’s why.”
With a gloom on faces and woe in hearts –
children return home, sob,
and wait for 'The Sun' of racism to set,
once for all.
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