A Child Wedding
written by: Prakash Nagarajan
The ceremony was on,
overseen by a priest and village hanger-ons,
of a marriage fixed and soon to be performed.
Drums beat and trumpets blew,
and amidst it all, she sat to little clue,
Innocent to her fate, oblivious to a call,
A gift given, promise taken,
mesmerized by a toy,
that shiny little ball,
holding her in a truly magical thrall.
How would the little one even have known,
she was being forsaken
by those whom she must have thought to be her very own.
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