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by Venky

The light from the candle, as it began to diminish

Flickering in its attempt to buck the effects of the gentle breeze

Anjali opened her eyes in sheer panic, there was so much more to finish

Newton’s second law of thermodynamics was haunting her peace

There would be no second candle because her father was not yet home

The savage beatings she and mother took within that ramshackle hut

From a drunkard who stole money to just imbibe and roam

Nothing would come between Anjali and her resolve, but

The Nobel was not within her grasp, yet

wk 227 ramshackle

(Word Count: 97)

Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt #227

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Sunra Rainz September 20, 2021 - 6:12 am

An inspiring story 🙂


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