Sunday 19 November 2017

Stolen Innocence

Stolen Innocence

Tear brimmed eyes scanning garbage
In search of plastics, cans and foods
Ragged cloths and dry chapped hands
Full of dirt and foul smell
Wishing for mouthful of bread
But ends up in sniffing dendrites
Escaping crippling hunger
Lives an innocent soul
With a stolen childhood
Dusty feet that have never felt
The touch of warm shoes
Or a carpeted floor beneath them
They do have rights
To go to school & read books
Hold pencils and pen
Instead of picking through trash
To think & express feelings
Be treated with respect without being bullied
Make mistakes and realize positively
Use their talents and abilities
To live a life worth living for

- SDS



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