Aren'T They Us
Eyes rolling out with tears
Cold air whispering in their ears
Who are they?
Is it us who call them stray?
No money, No food
They commit suicide
They too had a childhood
Which they spent listening that they were roadside
Aren't they us? Aren't they?
Yes! They have complained
Yes! We've heard them
What did we do?
Felt pity, was that enough?
Poverty stealing their smile
And that gap such drastic as Nile
From where did they come?
And where did they go?
Aren't they us? Aren't they?
The question is......
Will they ever be accepted?
Would those beautiful souls
Still live in the slums and holes
- PRACHI SINGH
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