Save the little boy
Who hunger and thirst every season
Give without searching for a reason

Help the little child
Who's pain has become his companion

Who struggle for the little crumbs that falls from the master table.

I can feel the pain
But I can't see the gain

He watch his counterpart live the life he dreams of.
He watch the high and mighty pass with no atom of sympathy.
Sadness stays by his side
But to the path of death he guides him to

Save Me!!!
Don't I deserve to live a life of Bliss
The life I could smile all day
Where I could mould happiness from clay

Help the little child, give the smile he craves for.


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