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The Voice Of Struggle

What will be this life when poverty conquer all the time?
Majority of the world go through this phase.
Where can i sleep when nobody to support and care?
Being an orphan the streets are my home
And Street benches are my bed threaded by cruel fate.
The world is busy and no time to see the cry of poor,
All need happiness and status and nobody-
to look-after the poor-folk of the society.
No time to turn at a beggar you see
Where the flowers of starvation arise.
Why people behave rudely to the weaker,
Surprise a lot what God is doing at heaven.
Sometimes feel god is not true;
Because of this worse conditions of poor and down trodden.
Hope this world will change a day
And poor become happy and have basic facilities.
O lord i request you, save your poor folk-
And i not demand you to make them rich.
Please provide them what they deserve,
Because we believe you are our god
And only you can assist us.
Do it now otherwise we will be no-more
Kindly see our pain and provide us relief.

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