When I look at those faces,

Walking lonely , penniless at empty places,

I wonder why life for them has no happy traces,

They wake up everyday cursing at life for everything,

They try till they realize , “we have nothing”

Walking on thorns, barefoot is hard

Destiny isn’t easy , it’s path is scarred

They watch the sun set, and life becomes grey,

People treat them like animals stray;

With tears they sit down to pray

Nothing to eat not even a single seed,

All because of mankind’s endless greed,

The days pass by with an unstoppable speed,

The poor parents have nothing but hope to feed

                                                                                             -Ayesha