Lahore Street Scene

On a hot summers day I see
A child cross the melting street
A load on her head
And no shoes on her feet

A car appears beside her
And blows a sharp horn
She jumps aside
Terrified
Causing amusement to the driver

You should not be out here child
You should be at home
In a cool living room
Learning and playing, joyfully

She walks as before
With an expressionless face
Or do I see a tear?
No.
That's the way it is