Irfan Salimi, 19 stycznia 2012
Don’t you ever care?
While passing through this way
That Child’s feet are bare
And he can’t even say
Those clouds tonight
Floating under the skies
Will rattle my mind
That time, he stood
There, for some food
I’ve seen his eyes
Waiting for a kind...
A fallen water glass!
An empty eating plate!
And a couple of hands!
They wait for something else
And that wait never ends!
That’s why, they feel
They don’t have a reason to weep!
I have heard a glass got broken
I’m watching the blood on the floor
I have seen the poor being threatened
And the love is not any more
I feel this world
Has lack of human beings
That child all needs
Are very little things
He waits for all
His dreams to come true
A home fearless!
A hand over head!
And a heart full of glee!
But all he knows that
He’ll never get a spree!
That’s why, he feels
Someone calling him to sleep!
I found his heart got broken
He succumbed to pain, he couldn’t bear
His soul flied towards heaven
But no one’s there to shed a tear.......!
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