Wake Up Mom
Wake up, O mom! It's time. We have to go.
It's you who wakes me up before God bow.
Trains are coming and going. You're sleeping.
Each one passing by seems at us staring.
Have I done something wrong? Are you angry?
I'll be your good child. Feed me. I'm hungry.
“Toddler tries to awaken dead mother at Bihar station, viral video brings out migrants tragedy”
07 June 2021
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