With full of tears.
No one's near.
No birthday song to be heard.
No wishes on way.
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Poverty is a state of misery. A person who cannot afford, a meal a day, cannot think of a cake at all. Where is the cake? A relevant question posed here! A very thoughtful poem, Geetha!
Heather Wilkins(10/27/2013 1: 20: 00 PM) a party without a cake not good. maybe next year will be better let's hope so
Poverty spreads darkness everywhere. No money in pocket. Struggling for a single day meal. Today is your birthday. Let's cut cake. But, where is the cake! ! ! ... a heartfelt picture has been painted. Really it is painful to cut birthday cake where there is severe poverty. Beautiful poem.