Text Box: FOOD My loving bird ,just wait! Do not fly away! After a while I will be unable to move,cry and will be painless. I know what is hunger! Even I am not much food for you my loving bird but hope you will get more food than I got in my whole life. Text Box: I Love Death! All what you eat butter,cheese ,milk,eggs and all other delicious foods. I have never seen them. Always When I am tired with hunger and cry for some food.. Mother promises me, That I will get even better food very soon after death. Where are you,death? I am looking forward to you. Text Box: With my mother! Kind faced,white dressed group of angels are calling me. Calling me also my all loving brothers and sisters. Calling me wide ,green fields covered in soft,clean fog. Calling me also neverending silent, hundreds types of deliciuos foods and colourful toys. But I am holding me here,firmly. Being near cold bodies without any food and hope in endless crying. Trying to hide my soul in my thin,tired and weak body Bcs I wish I just wish to stay with my mother. Text Box: Who thinks about me? Everyone is running here and there. Who thinks about me? Everyone worries for himself . Who thinks about me ? Who makes time for me? Who knows about my dreams which flew away forever. Who cried for my broken heart? Who understands my pain? Who efforts for my escape? Who saves me from them? Who cares about a small girl”? Who ? Who? No one! Everyone is running here and there for himself.

 

IF YOU CAN NOT FLY, THEN RUN.IF YOU CAN NOT RUN, THEN WALK.

IF YOU CAN NOT WALK, THEN CRAWL. BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, KEEP MOVING.

Martin Luther King