Mirambika Crisis: We Want To Go Back – a poem by a Courage Group student

We Want To Go Back

Where is my slide and my sandpit?

I want to dig a hole, make a mountain

And slide once again

Why aren’t we allowed there?

Why are we locked out?

We’re in the ashram

Unable to leave

With no slide to slide

No swings to swing

Our school is filled

With the sound of construction

The fish pond is dirty

The fish are all starving

No food is in the dining hall

We want to go back

And fill it again with joy

The birds have all left

The fountain is dead

The sandpit is empty and silent

We want to go back

And fill it with shouts of joy

The cat that is prowling

Gets no wide eyed pointings

An injured pigeon is not taken home

We want to go back

To see, to help these animals again

The grounds are all silent

The trees are all sighing

The hall of light is in pieces

We want to go back

Fix the school

And make it what it was

The air will be ringing

With joyful singing

When we go back again

The slide has no one to play with

The banyan is dropping leaves

A dancing peacock displaying its feathers

Is no longer seen

We want to go back

And we can’t be stopped

Even if you try

Cause we’re going back

Back to our real school

You’ll never stop us

You’ll run before us

You can’t take it away

From us, not forever

You won’t be able to stop us

Because we want to go back

Back to our real school

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