My Dream!
December 2, 2009
It was a rainy cold night,
When I saw a painful sight,
Heavy drops of rain were falling,
And in the street a child stood trembling.
He was shivering and crying,
But everybody kept passing by,
He was barefoot and wearing a torn shirt,
Looked like a statue in the middle of the street.
He saw hopefully at every passerby,
But nobody came to help that poor boy.
Then my mother called me to rise,
And I awoke in the state of shock and surprise,
After a minute I came into my senses,
And I reminisced my dream,
That was just a dream,
But it often happens in this selfish world,
Where so many of our brothers and sisters tremble in cold!
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