Her consumptive father is a shoeshine in the particular railway station <br />And her infidel mother goes out late in the evening, <br />Dilly-dally in the dim-light streets. <br />The child prodigy who plays her shaky piano, Mom has picked from a junk yard on a full moon day. <br />You could hear faintly in the twilight when sun hides, <br />The sad theme in low pitch of the bursting ghetto. <br />The darkness, hunger, poverty, penny-pinching, malnutrition, malpractices, hooliganism and et cetera. <br />Her transparent soul plays well as a maestro. <br />It's not a miracle if a kind-hearted drunkard politician peeps to the scenario who loves the classical music. <br /> <br />*Dedication to the Brazilian authoress Caroline Maria de Jesus who wrote 'The child of darkness'.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/piccaninny-and-her-ramshackle-pianoforte/
