Tuesday, February 07, 2012

...and we call this a modern world!!

Musty air of sadness
Pervades the atmosphere
Gloomy faces, tears trickling
Today’s meal is only parched rice!!

Hunger is certain
Will the little ones understand?

Amber still burning
Will continue till morning
B'coz the cold of the night
Is the blanket they wear tight!!

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