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The Real Pain.
Struggling and shivering body of cold,
Not even a penny or gold.
Grumbling and killing pain of hunger,
Swallowing us into its hell of anger.
People think that it's a kind gesture,
To help us overcome this pester.
Court, laws and reform all went missing.
Now there are only poisonous snakes hissing.
Provided money never comes to us..
Shared among the higher officials we trust.
Almighty the God disappeared,
By the calls of sorrow and agony heard.
Dreams and aims we have hanging,
In our sea saw of life which is already damaged.
Not a spoon of good food will be fed,
In our years of starvation ahead.
Donations are collected for clubbing, Dancing and enjoying.
But we are begging every day for a single penny.
Development in medical science,
Never improved in our terms.
Humanity can even be bought by money,
I wonder sleeping in the middle of nowhere in this cruel world.

Please help this kind of people by them food at least once a week there are no God the almighty spirit but they are the form of god go and seek blessings from them.
© Apurva