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Hunger of a little lad

In my way back home I saw a little kid Begging for alms As he was hungry .... He wore a ragged cloth.. His clothes are not washed He was like a skeleton Covered with skin... He was too thin wishing only to live without hungner. That little lad was Not bothered of his looks Not bothered of going To schools, His only wish, Was to fill his stomach Without struggling in hunger.... I gave him few coins And came back home...! He gave me a Thankful smile and vanished...., This bothered me... I do have everything Enough for my life But that little lad Doesn't have any... That little lad taught me We can live in this world happily If there is no hunger....

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