Voice Of Unfortunate

Written by: Azad Babu

                                         Voice Of Unfortunate
                                                                     -Azad Babu
                                                                           
                                      Today our want is 
                                      Some food to live;
                                      We want no so ease,
                                      Only need relief.
                                      Our dream is naif,
                                      We do ever combat
                                      With lack of life,
                                      Hap is our regret!

                                      We dark by polity;-
                                      Be poor by canker,
                                      King isn’t hearty,
                                      So, we hate any war.
                                      Now we are cipher,
                                      So, none us honour!