I am getting late ma, it’s my friend’s birthday

If I do not go, he will take someone else

To distribute the toffees

Probably the last words the mother heard

As she got him ready for school

Walk fast Daddy, we shall be late

No I will go to the toilet in school

As soon as I reach

Probably said the innocent little boy

Even a minutes delay was not acceptable

It was his friend’s birthday

He had to be there, to wish and partake

In simple joys of childhood

Little did he know, his joy was short-lived

And he would come to such a violent end

The parents now bereft with inconsolable grief

Could never have known that fate

Would deal them such a cruel blow

They need not your sympathy

They need justice

And an assurance that no child

Will ever suffer at the hands of any perpetrator

In places deemed safe, school or home

By persons known or unknown

 

<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/sympathy/”>Sympathy</a&gt;

For the Parents of Pradyuman, we cannot even fathom your grief, may no parent have to ever go through this

http://indiatoday.intoday.in/story/ryan-international-school-gurgaon-murder-pradyuman-thakur/1/1045666.html

 

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