Displaying courage and sacrifice beyond their young minds

                                                                                   Photo by Esposito 

Image: Wayward children eating

Spaghetti (found in an old postcard)  (here)

They grew up together with an affinity to help each other

Displaying courage and sacrifice beyond their young minds
they hugged their unfortunate situation unwillingly. Trapped 
in the evil clutches of poverty ever wishing to be blessed 
with abundance. How well he remembered. She was such 

an adorable lass in the neighbourhood ever so friendly. By a 

stroke of ill luck, both had to fend their future alone all by 

themselves. Hell was their young days with pleadings of 

pangs of hunger a constant companion. The cries of a sibling 

breaking the silence of cold and dark nights never 

a day without guilt just pricked his conscience.

What am I doing here? Clamouring for the daily favours
Milk for my younger sister that’s all we ask for. A single 
mother at her wit’s end with two mouths to feed. A slice 

of bread was all we need

He, the ever-faithful companion never to fail her. No

blood relations nor any relationships but the common tie

of deprivation cemented the bond. She, lost in the ever cruel

world of having been abandoned sought solace as a lost

child clutching tenaciously to a man's presence for unfounded

security. So they held hands clutching not a breakaway necessary

nor required but for the sake of safety in numbers 

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