The eyes were constantly searching,
Searching for the food to quench the appetite.
But the stony passers were ignoring
the hungry mouths, imagining of a bite.
Poverty has become an antagonist,
In the story of starved stomachs.
Each character and himself the protagonist
Just thinks and their thumbs they sucks.
The eyes shed bitter tears
And their hearts complained to the Lord,
“O Almighty! Are we lacking in prayers
or had done the deeds so abhorred?”
Unbeatable crying, but still lives the hope
And it will live until breaks the life’s rope.
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