Survive Poem by Monoj Panday

Survive


One morning,
in a rainfall season
i came out of my house
walking
through the foothpath
at the age of ten

the only man
i found in the
rush town

and after,
being hungry
i was crying and crying
please help me
nobody was there
to help me
like a brother or son

that time
one passenger bus
came towards me as well
the driver, and told
'oh crying boy
come with me
do you liked this job'

am hunger
not lier or beggar
now am worker
passenger bus carry me
from one city to other