We are the precious gifts of God

But we have to bear the brunt of rod

We beg for alms but noone cares or loves

Our tender hands hit the hills with hammers



We have feelings,emotions and longings

but we are nobody’s belongings

The cruel mothers have left us

And the irresponsible fathers ignored us



We work in the sun and in the rain

Our life is full of extreme pain

There is no colour or joy in our life

It is a perpetual mental and physical strife



We want to go to school and play

But we live and sleep on the clay

We have burns,bruises and diseases

The cold society does’nt hear our voices



OH God! Kiss us,caress us and love us

Or atleast **** us and redeem us

We can nolonger bear the woes

Save us as soon as please