arooba hameed - poor unfortunate souls

the children, oh children
what was their fault
was it to be born in a family
with out a father mother or a brother
or was it to be born at all?

poor children, oh children
who is there to help them
their uncle and aunts,
their relatives or friends
or is it, that there's no help at all?

dear children, oh children
my heart cries with pain and sorrow,
it wails for you loses
it aches to find out if poverty has gone sideways
is their anyone who feels their pain at all?

arooba hameed

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