Child Abuse
In some parts of the world,
you find them cry,
and starve the whole day.
Early in the morning,
when birds are flying,
they wake up soon
to look for food.
When reaches to lunch,
they starve in a bad way,
without any thing to eat.
Only what they do,
they pick pocket the strangers
for them to live!
unfortunately at all,
they end in cry and others die.
Shame upon those,
who leave them to starve
at the young age.
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