The road looked endless
Mirages don’t interest me anymore
All of a sudden, I found the small red slipper
Alone in the middle of the road.
It was so real
We crossed the point
I remained there.
My heart ached, I was thinking of Alan Kurdi
Though years have passed
The Syrian kid was still with me.
A lot happened in between
Incidents worse than that
But the world remained the same.
My mother’s heart couldn’t forget the kid
My cradle is still empty
“Loved your earrings “I said
“That’s my daughter’s”
I shouldn’t have had that chat.
Lullabies which I learned long ago
Aren’t there on my lips anymore
An invisible eraser has wiped out those notes
That is past, I should move on
I’m going to find my Alan Kurdi
Before he boards the boat
We have millions around, quite nearby,
Just look around.
I can hum the song now
Or shall I whistle?