There's smoke in the air
I walk stupefied;
For, I just witnessed a horrendous sight.
A thin, weakling child, clinging to an equally young mother.
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God is God from the brain it's for another thought! but the poverty only for our inhuman polity! ! ! !
A poem on social concern on the poverty and it is good
Thanks for appreciating the poem. I am struck by these thoughts especially when I move around in Mumbai.
Why O God! this disparity To one who cannot feed a child at such a young age and to those who can give all the joys of this world, No children. contrasts of life. child.. poverty......... richness.. stange are God's ways tony