The day was cold and night was deadly
He was ten year old boy standing lonely
On a coldest night of a winter
He was shivering with cold and fear
Visiblity was minimal and night was foggy
His cloths were dirty unable to cover his body
He searched garbage but nothing he found to eat
Begging on the road side he only got the beat
His Body was bleeding but pain was nothing
Compared to hunger and his tummy rumbling
His only soure of meal was to chew his finger
Although they had already got many blister
He could not decide about his fight
What was means left for him to survive
When everyday his life was being sold
What was more painful hunger or cold
Empty belly or life thrown apart
What was hurting him most of all
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