The Skeleton Of The Needy Person Poem by MD SHAHADAT HOSSAIN

If you want to see the needy person,
You need to go to Africa and into the Amazon deep forest.
Their houses are similar to birds nest
If a light rain comes the water enter into their houses.
If a slight wind comes their houses started to trembling.
They have been living under that roofs for ages.
They can't full fill their stomach with foods
If you want you can count their bones.
Their sweet smiles have been snatched by the crisis of foods.
They always wear dirty clothes prepared from tree leaves and branches.
There is no smile on their lips.
In their black eyes,
There is nothing but crys.
There are some small ponds behind their houses,
The lily flowers are raising their head without fears,
The frogs small babies are swimming everywhere.
The mosquitos putting their poisons into that water for Maleria.
They use that poisonous water for their domestic chores
They suffer from various illnesses,
But they can't afford to buy medicines for money crisis.
Their life is going on and it will be,
They are eagerly waiting might be someday-
Their situation will be changed with someone's help.
The question is when and how it will be?