1947 Revisited

I have read about the plight of refugees in 1947,

But now, abandoned by their own countrymen,

Pushed to a mass exodus to their villages,

Calling us migrants and outsiders.

Stopped at the borders,

Like a nation unknown.

Branded as the spreader of China Corona,

Death was always chasing us,

Death from hunger, death on road,

Death on the track, death by exhaustion;

Death by heat, simply death and death.

Only God knows,

Which partition was more miserable?

China Corona or 1947?

 

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