Travelling in Ambulance by Ananya S Guha

Many a time
yes many a time
seeing the ragged
child on the pavement
with a whining bowl
feet staggering
hair  as filth
did not hurt
did not wound
I simply took
my  eyes away
like a cricketer
avoiding the rising
delivery.
Then it struck, pained
hurt, and ever since
have been travelling
in ambulances.
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