The Untold Lie

Her fingers yearn for Mama’s hands
But she holds a cold device
It doesn’t offer any love
Her lullabies emanate from nowhere
As empty as the walls around her.

Still struggling with the new device,
her glum face divulges all.
She likes to watch the story of ships,
Stranded on the orange sea —
A sea that swallowed her dear dad.

No one told her he’ll never return
She’ll wait for eternity.
Muted by neglect and apathy
She doesn’t know a smile, 
or the warmth of an emotional anchor. 

On the tenebrous path of her life,
when she grows up with the void,
with the untold lie
Will she be emotionally numb?
Or hold a hollow heart?
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration to respond to her photo prompts #Whatdoyousee – 334

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