Have
you ever felt the agony of the orphans, little kids begging on the
roadside in tattered clothes. Lets spare a moment from them.
One cold morning,
I was going to the bus stop,
When I saw a boy,
Our eyes met,
He smiled at me.
I didn’t like him one bit,
He was dirty!
He was filthy!
He was shivering with cold,
With just one blanket tattered and old.
He could not help, but shiver.
He was very thin,
With bones poking out the skin.
My eyes were riveted on his face which contained everything except flesh.
His shiny eyes betrayed his pain,
And expression cried out for love and affection,
All this didn’t let a thought flow in,
Except I could just stare at him.
Suddenly, my bus came through,
And I had to go,
He kept on staring at me without blinking a brow.
At office, my mind was not steady at all,
But thought of that poor soul,
When I returned in the evening,
He was being slapped and thrashed.
WHY????
Just because he asked for a bread.
We continued to see each other,
But there was no exchange of words,
Something brought us close,
Through eyes but not by words.
He continued to pass that bewitching smile,
And I continued to ignore.
One day I didn’t see him at the stop,
Something inside me said that all wasn’t right,
Next day I saw him being taken away,
I knew he was dead,
Dead he was!!!
My heart cried but not my eyes,
I ignored him and that was not wise.
Dear friends and colleagues,
I appeal to the masses,
I beg to you,
The mistake which I committed don’t let it be repeated,
Please spare a thought for such ignored few,
Let us be sun and help them,
Shine like morning dew!!!
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