An Orphan - The Humanity Book - Writer - ML Sharma, Majra, Paonta Sahib

A kid was wandering
In the street,
He was having nothing his own,
Begging was the work from day to night,
He was wearing nothing upon.
His appearance looked pale and Dirty
Hungry and Thirsty but no one care.
Voice was meek and thin his body
Trumbling and crumbling everywhere.
He did not know where to go in the day,
He did not know where to sleep at night,
He did not know where from has he came,
He did not know what is wrong or right.
God has gifted him poverty and pain,
No love, No affection, nothing to shame,
He was an orphan of the country land,
How hapless and helpless could be name.

25-7-2000
Murari Lal Sharma
Paonta sahib, H.P.,173021
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