A silent prayer on quivering lips
No place to live no place to go....
Hearts face & empty stomch
The poor man's woe
The earth for his bed
No work for his hands
No shelter on his head
In the open the stands......
Looks at his grieving family....
Feels the stab of pain
Another night they go hungery...
Get wet in the rain.
Helpessness drives him to tears
Desperation written on his face...
How would he ally his fears?
How he run the life's race?
Wah.. Fine:)
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