In this crowded world,
how many faces do we see?
Some being happy and some going to be!
One Calls,”I don’t want this, it’s so sick!
The other cries,
“Mom, when will i get something to eat?”
All night they half lived,
with hunger as God’s gift.
Hoping for the winds of changes
& the day,
Just to fill their belly & survive anyway.
No answer is there for what the fate did,
In this cruel world they are supposed to live.
Nothing worth a penny & nothing they own.
Nothing in this world that can really show.
A helping gesture – that’s
what they are looking for,
But when time comes, it’s up to God!
“There are people in the world so hungry, that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.”
– Mahatma Gandhi