In the scorching heat
they walk.
In the thundering rain
they walk.
Blisters appear and smiles disappear.
But they have to reach,
so they walk.
Hunger becomes their new friend
And water their worst enemy
but they walk.
Four becomes three, three becomes two
Soon it’ll change to one—
but they walk.
In the distance a home is there
And people who care for them
so they walk.
The pain becomes too much
But they have to reach,
so they wa—
The sky weeps for the millionth time.
–Ishita Gupta, Amity International School, Noida
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