Such young eyes,
to witness death.
to hear people lie,
with every breath.
To fend for themselves at such a young age.
Body still small, but wisdom beyond a sage.
Living alone with no proper care.
To hope for affection, do they even dare?
They are the orphans of this world.
Eternally in plight,
never seen a happy sight.
But they still smile,
because for them, happiness is in just another mile.
And cheerily they say,
"Tomorrow is another day!"
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This was actually the poem I submitted to the school magazine. And it turned out good, so I was like 'Eh! what the hell? I'll post it!' so here we are.
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