The stars of the night, twinkling bright,
Can see the Greenpark's strange sight.
The crowd of people busy in the party
On the occasion of the Prince's stepping to twenty.
The stars of the night, twinkling bright,
Can see the crowd of Kingly beings
Well attired, with gifts on hands,
Enjoying the ball, with all its good things.
But the stars of the night can also see
A boy standing outside the great marquee.
His hands are empty, and clothes are torn.
He is lean and thin, his ribs one can see.
The guests inside, are enjoying lemonade.
But this young chap has no marmalade.
They, with delicious items are fed.
And he is cared by none, instead.
The Kingly guests, who are rich and healthy,
Are forced to take more and more items.
No one cares for this poor and lonely
whose lean body shows hunger's symptoms.
The stars can't understand this human stupidity.
Why the food is deprieved of the one who is hungry?
What to do, they are ignorant of human nature
Where the rich is valued more than poor.
(The pitiful sight is often seen by us, but we ignore it. Am I not right??)
__Söuvick
Friday, 8 October 2010
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