Sunday, July 26, 2015

A Day In The Life Of A Rag Picker...



When Innocence Childhood Humanity is Crushed
By Poverty Illiteracy Population Growth
Hunger hard luck Dance on Fate
And a merciless call of destiny
To carry heavy gunny bags
On their tiny Aching backs
To fill with trampled Scraps
With Barefoot and wounded hands
As If They are thrown
To garbage as trash
To Pick up the
Rags


Childhood should be blessed with A SCHOOL BAG on its back and not at all Wounded with A GARBAGE BAG!!!




This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Images-courtesy Google Image 



WOW!!! This poem won the WOW Badge!!


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