Just another day, She worked hard for a pay. Just another day, She saw the Mayor's kids play.
Oh! the misery she felt, Like an adult she was dealt. Wasn't it her right to dream, Feel the fantasies beam?
She saw them dress their doll, When she barely even had a shawl. She saw them having water fights, While she stood in long water sights.
What wrong did she do, To get such a punishment ado. Will no one help her, To steer the pall so blare.
A simple dream she had, Going to school wasn't a fad. But she had no choice, She was a dying pice.
Years passed, She isn't living anymore. For her dream died with her, Yet no one even shed a tear.
But it was just another day, For her and for millions in the fray.
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We have more than we need. We are blessed. But when I think about these poor children, it crushes my heart. They have to sacrifice their whole life to earn a piece of bread, and here we are, throwing healthy food in the dustbins. The fault is ours, yet they get the punishment. Rich becomes richer, yet the poor becomes poorer. Vote, comment and share.
