I have seen people who are dark.
Darker than your kohl,
Deeper than Ocean and
Nastier than death
No, it's not their colour that I'm taking about.
Neither a black heart, for it can still be mended.
It's their deep dark soul that's getting us impended.
Thinking about them my heart wrenches, my soul cries.
As they are my own brothers and sisters.
Who stayed closer to me than my own shadow.
How can someone be so insanely inhumane.
Pondering this, I sit all day in awe.
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