A nation staggers towards bloody separation
It doesn’t matter which side
Slip in the dirt, left in the lurch
Children stumble with their lives under attack
The ship sways bringing home British citizens Indian born and bred, they’ve never set foot in home
Families left reeling and left to flounder on the trains to oblivion
Roll on the empire faltering soon to topple completely. Wobbling on the road to Uttar Pradesh
Old photographs weave mysteries and leave questions unanswered
Copyright John de Gruyther 2017
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/lurch/#like-254082
The World Outside the Window 