The night was dark, and the lights were lit
Crowd cheering, to the tasty food, goes all the credit
A boy, beside his friends, waited to be served
All of a sudden, his attention got diverged
Along with the wife, a man in muddy clothes
passed by the perfumed hotel doors
The wife was carrying a sleeping child in her arms
With a small covering, she tried to keep him warm
They sat on the footpath, and then, observed
the boy whose food had now been served
The boy thought, "Ignorance of these parents have brought
An innocent child in the hands of hunger and drought"
After finishing his toothsome meal, he got on his bike to return back
The two rushed towards him, and started for some food, to beg
The boy had a soft-heart, so, he took out a not for sake of the kid
But was it really a right decision...his hands were confused to give
The man took the money, and both of them thanked
the boy for putting forward in dark, a helping hand
They both rushed to the shop; the wife shook the child,
and told him to wake up, "God has sent food for the night! "
The boy trembled within, seeing them so happy over a small treat
How happy was the kid, waiting eagerly to eat!
The paradigm of the boy shifted, as the family began to laugh
It couldn't be a sin, to give to, Two and a half-A vagrant staff!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem