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MIND OF A BEGGAR BOy
But we lacking
We can’t even dare ask
Cos for us all, eating food is really an heinous task
Their moving out in their cars
While we, in here we are, hiding in our infectious scars
I wanna go out of here to there
But what about these ones I’ve got as friends
It’s really irking
But can I be in such a hurry?
If I have the brain to leave!
How will my younger ones live?
If I have the power to go and beg!
What about those in here, living without legs?
But then, we’re hungry
And we’ve got no one sending us daily meals
Seems I just have to make a run for it
And beg a few things for human being to eat
We all don’t have a choice but to live our time this way
For we are children of those who didn’t make good use of their young days.
Please reach out to those who need help and have nothing, will you?
Melancholy of Innocence
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