In the corner of a house
black doll share the space
with the heap of dust and thousands of mice.
Her pink chiffon dress
has blackened and
her curly hair bear the sign of a complete mess.
When it was bought anew,
it used to be everyone's favorite
and the girl had shared it with a few.
But with the passing time,
it lost its glaze and
the charming craze about this also drowned in haze.
Today, the long negligence only gave
the dull skin, ugly looks and
the curly hair entangled in cobweb.
It seems a hint of racism always
prevails in mankind.
Otherwise, fairer dolls could never replace the doll from the girl's mind.