Soup Bowl and the Boy

Gaping at the bowl of soup stood the boy outside my tent

My stomach’s growling grew louder,

But then,

The boy looked weak and hunger possessed his eyes

Handing the bowl over to him, he thanked me and ran swiftly

He sat on a rock quite a distance away from the tents stepping outside the tent for a walk to get rid of my hunger

I saw the boy walked away from the rock towards the crippled old man in a wheelchair, abandoned in the refugee camp, just like all of us except he was crippled

The boy started feeding the old man with the soup

A smile grew across my lips,

My hunger vanished and a tear rolled down my cheek

Although, all of us have been clustered in to camps with no future, well, at least we learn to share and put the needs of others before us

Reviews

[Emma]

The image is real, and the beautiful message behind it comes through. Some of the line orders sounded forced to me, as though I wouldn't naturally speak like that, but the story it tells is poignant and original. Please keep sharing.

[zahidarizvi]

Thanks a lot and yeah i will be working on the structure better next time. But, thanks for the review and will do.

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Kindness is free.....and extending the milk of human kindness is a salve for the soul.

More and more in this world are moments like this needed; to find grace and salvation in the acts of selflessness.

I appreciate the truth, realism and morality of this write. Nicely written.

[zahidarizvi]

Thanks so much for your positive review , means so much:)