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How do you feel? When someone is pointing at, Only you, when you are sitting, In a group, at a dinner table. Where are you originally from? He asked me, when the other nine was waiting, For my answer, why did he ask me only? The meaningful answer demoralised me. I am from heaven, I said, I came to watch the Religious people, They are claiming for Heaven, They know to live on earth or not. I‘ll answer to him, who send me on Earth. He felt insulted, still seeking degration, He attacked on me, in a classroom, When I was talking to someone, he abused me. Although later, he apologised but still burnt, When he insulted me again and asks me for apology, They were unite against me, but still I was fighting against their hidden agenda. At the last day in training, a girl said to me, At least I understand all, why they targeted you, Because I talk to you, they felt insulted I know, they are minding your colour.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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