Stone

by Abhrajit Ganguly aged 11

A thing
As black as a stone
Stared
But I got frightened
And hit it with an axe
It had cracks
Another hit
Lit
A light
In a paper
I pierced
The paper
But the next moment
I was in a cave
Oh I became the stare’s slave
Why I can’t move
I don’t know .

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