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Right To Childhood
Often must have U seen, A child cry and wean. In the world so mean, To help none is keen. For a tender soul, why must happiness fade? why must he nest such a pain? Oh! eyes soared and body caned, Amidst dark nights, in a shady lane. Oh Man! Wake up. Your conscience, you shake up. Spread your arms and let the warmth flow, Give that child a smile, a glow. For he deserves it, every bit, every ounce To be saved from sharks, ready to pounce. Stand up not for him, but for us. Let's not forget, we were also child once. When wanting to fly and raring to leap, All cajoled in our mother's keep. Protected and blessed, we could dream, and were held lovingly, if we did scream. Then is it a lot to ask? A happy smile and not a mask. Dreamy and not teary eyes, A gift of life and not a tag of price. To the path of happiness and glee, Oh please, let these children flee. I promise, I will let them be. Why not? I owe this to a child in me.
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