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May 2020
Can you tell me
who my mom is?
Can you tell me
what her name is?
Where is she now?
What does she do?
Can you tell me
Tell me, please!

I am homeless
I am hopeless
I have no happiness
I am not blessed
I am a street child
and you are a prince or princess.

Is my mom alive?
Is she alright?
Does she stay safe?
How is my mom doing?
How does she pass
her day and night?
Can you tell me
Tell me, please!

I want my mom
next to me like you
I want her love
always like you.
I need a mom's hug,
Give me her address
Give me, please!

I don't ask of paradise
I just want Mom beside me
I don't want a kingdom
I just need a home.
Honestly, I need wings
of my mom always
Listen to me please,
Think about me, please!
street life
Imran Islam
Written by
Imran Islam  31/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ
(31/M/πŸβœ“Lure Pot βœ“πŸ)   
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