Pasil's neglected little girl

look at the child at Pasil
her face is dirty
she has not taken a bath
she smells like feces
we all know her name
we have talked to her
once, twice, thrice

yet we have done nothing
to give her breakfast
we have done nothing
to give her clothes
we have done nothing
to make her smile

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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