A POOR CHILD

Staring through the window a poor child begs for money
He is not someone like us who has everything

His life is all about working
His life is filled with misery

He doesn't have cars to travel in
He doesn't have computers and games to play with

All that he has is his lonely days to live with
No school or education his days are spent in child
labour

Torture and pain is all that he faces in his life
He can never lead a happy life like a normal child

The pain he bears we will never be able to bear
Because we have got a life filled with comfort and
care

Our life is filled with joy and happiness
But a poor child's life has nothing but only sadness.


~Pooja~
(10 years)

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