I look at those innocent faces,
Those faces that find no reason to continue their lives,
Those faces that seem confused about themselves.
What had they done wrong?
Why had they been pushed out of their homes?
Tumors, tuberculosis, cancers,
It all seems “a part of their life”.
No one cares for their skin problems,
No one is worried about their diseases.
The UCIL is selfish,
Selfish for uranium,
That lies below the grounds cultivated by the forest dwellers,
Selfish, since they have no heart,
No desire to protect our mother earth.
Extra toes, less fingers, ill proportioned body,
A way of life…
The smiling Buddha,
Little Boy,
Fat Man,
The call for disaster…
When I look at those faces,
Those perplexed faces,
Those blameless faces,
Tears come in my eyes…
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