On World Refugee Day
All of a sudden
The mind lifted me
To the picture
Of a refugee girl
Walking down
The memory lane of mine.

A small-girl, daughter like
Saw I ravished by
Politics, war, human greed,
Lust for power,
Found I seeking shelter and food
Walking down the street
As a refugee girl
The loving daughter of someone
Turned into a refugee.

May be it tallied with the picture
Of a Punjabi
Displaced and dislocated
During the Partition tragedy,
A Bengali caught in between
East Bengal and West Bengal,
A Kashmiri pundit girl
Living in camps,
A Serbian or Croatian
Or a Syrian daughter
I wanted to hide in from bombardment.

Heavy bombardment and shelling
Took a toll upon
And she lost her parents and home
And got displaced and dislocated
As a refugee,
A refugee girl
In the camps
Seeking shelter and food,
Pity and sympathy
And nothing more.

Bijay Kant Dubey

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