A Negress and her black shadow

Her smile when she cries,
Nobody realizes whether it's a smile or a cry?
Along with her lost identity she was searching around.
At least if exists a relative or a known person in the Necropolis?
All were gone; cruelty only remains
She was looking her missing ones.
No names but mass of graves.
She saw only her black shadow is dancing.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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