Aditi Khandelwal - Prisoner

When I look up to the black sky
I only see a dark ceiling very high
Is this the place where I am going to die?
Or to my kids I will have to lie?

Three years with no sunlight
And bearing constant fight.
Three years with no moonlight
And tied with this chain so tight.

When will I see the day
Outside this Guantanamo Bay?
What will my family say?
"Why you left us and went away? "

But I think place will be my last
My life is slipping fast
What will I do outside like an outcast?
How will I cope up in the world so vast?

Aditi Khandelwal

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