ND (19, April,1951 / kalubovila East, Sri Lanka)

A Negress And Her Black Shadow

Her smile when she cries,
Nobody realizes whether it's a smile or a cry?
Along with her lost identity she was searching around.
At least if exists a relative or a known person in the Necropolis?
All were gone; cruelty only remains
She was looking her missing ones.
No names but mass of graves.
She saw only her black shadow is dancing.

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Quite simply a work of art. Your powerful last line resonates. Warm regards, Sandra