Born to the unknown
Left to stray
If only I could
Be born to a mother
Day in day out,
living on the street .
If only I could ,
Have a shelter.
Eat from the bin ,
No single kin .
If only I could ,
eat from a plate.
Stealing to live ,
living to plead .
Begging to live,
pleading to die .
If only I could ,
live for respect .
Kicked by children,
Spanked by elders .
If only I colud,
Live to be loved .
A building too tall ,
entered by all .
If only I could ,
Enter it with all .
Looked down upon ,
For I don't have a mother .
Don't even have a home
For I don't have food
Don't even have education .
Am I the filthy
Am I the rogue
I am what they made me .
Wasn't born filthy
Wasn't born rogue
I was also born a human
Was born unequal
Was born unloved
If only I could,
Enjoy a smile .
If only I could ,
Live for a while.
Ain't so strong,
Proved to be wrong .
If only I could,
Be reborn.
Friday, September 21, 2007
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3 comments:
i really like the idea behind the poem... can i steal it:).....good job again...
nice poem!! 5 stars!!
a good one. there are very few persons who think this way and show any concern for the poor. i feel happy to see people like u around me.
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