Rhyme time

Each time I am sad

Or perhaps my day’s been bad

I don’t feel like talking

I forget smiling and laughing

I curse myself for my deeds

You never fulfilled my needs

I wanted this passionately

You know I waited for this eagerly

You gave it to him

Why is my room’s light so dim?

Caught up in this tide of time

I think for a moment still lying

Of the people who don’t have a home

No parents, friends, they are all alone

They don’t even get food to eat

And we worry about the summer heat

They have to queue up for drinking water

No one to call them ‘my son, my daughter’

And some run in dismay

For money and power each day

Oh God, how have you created this

A world of poor and rich

One dies of hunger

And other wastes food, I wonder

Aaditi, X-B, Gobindgarh Public School,
Mandi Gobindgarh

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