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They lost their way home

They lost their way home Since they were abducted, As they had no fame They live hidden and haunted... Their life was full of thorns, Forcing kids to act in restricted form, Evil devils with no horns Let them to work in mines and farm. Yet they live the life of harm Forced to beg for alms, Living in chillness with no warm With broken legs and palms. They were forced to be labour, Only with the heart filled hoot, No one for them to do favor Struggling with their weary foot. Abducted from their nest, To crush them for pleasure, Killed as the mere pest Sins of evils with no measure. Awful sounds from the weary kids Not heard from the dark, Let world hear the voice of these kids To save them from the deadly shark. (Struggle of Abducted and abused children in the world of dark, cruelty of the evil humans with no empathy) 5/7/2020

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