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Friday, 2 February 2018
Cry of an orphan.
I stand alone in the heavy crowd
I talk to myself aloud
I stand amidst hot sun, biting cold winds and rain
I suffer from loneliness more than from pain
I starve for parents love
I pray for it looking at the stars above
I lack smile on my cheeks
I starve from hunger for weeks
I beg on the empty street
Under hot sun, with my bare feet
Society greets me with insults, catcalls and brickbats
Sometimes, I am left out with food eaten by rats
My stomach is always empty
My pain no one can ever feel or see
My heart is filled with dreams that are full
But, I lead a life that is too painful
I work too hard for food all day
I have no place to stay
In this huge world, I am all alone
And I am totally unknown
I have nothing that is my own
I cry looking at myself with painful tone
I cover myself with the clothes dirty and torn
My paths are filled with pricking thorn
I don't know why I was born!!!
My body has no flesh but only bones
My heart has turned into stone
I am cursed by many, cared by none
My heart breaks when I see other parents pampering their son
I hammer stones with my tender hands
I wander for shelter on empty lands
I lift weights beyond my capacity
All I ever receive is pity or sympathy
All I need is a caring touch, a helping hand
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