GloMag GloMagMarch2019 - Page 292

Your creams can't heal my cracks and scars. The battle I'm fighting with my forefathers. I'm the headline, to be chewed and swallowed at breakfast. Though me, my family are bound to fast. Sahib !! Now move, move away from my path. I'm moving with a storm deep and dark. No more plea , nor more pray. For my child, I need to march for a new day. 292