Slammed

Story of Street Children

Published On: July 6, 2016 02:11 PM NPT By: Brabim Karki


Story of Street Children

Story of Street Children  
Baba! Why have you left me in these streets?
It’s so lonely, dark and wild
Come and take me away for I am not a fugitive child
Many pass by but no one cares about me
I wish you were around to make them leave
Days are hot but nights are cold
Nothing to wear except a torn rug
I am tired of this life and broken from the root
They call me a street child and police hit me with their boot
Come and please take me from here.

Hummer was my car
Loaded was my bank account
Everything was there
A billionaire could take;
Branded were my clothes
Imported were my shoes
Silver was my spoon
But all turned out to be midnight blues
All were like heaven till I opened the door
I was born rich but I chose to be poor.

 Brabim is an author

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