can not stand this eye look
weak weld face and walks
wistfully, as she cupped hands
hope of mercy, coins
clinging to life homeless
do not have a home to dwell
walking miles and meters
small plastic always be friends
days and up to many
never stop fighting
just to eat
not weary body hold
under the bridge
slum dwelling place
live with disappointment
pitiful face hoping a helping hand
O street children
unfortunate fate once your friend
sometimes fight lives and bodies
scramble just a mouthful of food
weak weld face and walks
wistfully, as she cupped hands
hope of mercy, coins
clinging to life homeless
do not have a home to dwell
walking miles and meters
small plastic always be friends
days and up to many
never stop fighting
just to eat
not weary body hold
under the bridge
slum dwelling place
live with disappointment
pitiful face hoping a helping hand
O street children
unfortunate fate once your friend
sometimes fight lives and bodies
scramble just a mouthful of food
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