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Jul 2016
Has anybody see my son
he loves fishing
very naughty but yet sweet and young

to the sea shore, his small foot runs
tell him, his mother is waiting at home
and ask him, where he has gone

since morning the season was deform
now the fisherman says,
the sea had struggle the storm
then where my son has gone
I am worried a lot
is he lose midway of the storm

please somebody go and find him
he is a small child
and don't know even how to swim

he never been so late
the evening sky buried
today, will he come home safe?

please somebody go and find him soon
sun has completely been set
and about to glance up the moon

tornado is now begin to move round
my child is still missing
and poor people from the village run around

perhaps, he is angry me from,
so he is trying to scare his mom
now your mom is being tired
please son come back home........
Manoj Barman
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Manoj Barman  india
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