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
Copyright © S S Beulin | Year Posted 2020
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