Hell IN KINDERGARTEN by: momina
Now a world is little more my own
No need to remember the pain
A black_froked woman caused slapping my face
Like pots and pans
My classmates laughing in mirth in others tears
The laughing of friends were punishment for me
Children are funny things
But no had hearts
I buried my face in warm hedge of sun
And smell flowers and pain
For being a happy
But in heart pain still going
But don't know that is that continue ?
MOMINA HAMMAD
