The Poverty Well

I was walking through a street this morning

When i saw a poor kid on roadside crying n mourning

It seemed that he had no place to dwell

And it was quite evident that he was deep in the poverty well

Though the sight was quite thought provoking

But all i could do was to continue walking

Coz i was getting late to catch my bus

Hence I accelerated my steps and walked on thus

But while i was waiting at my bus stop

The misery of that child still crossed my thoughts

I was ashamed of my ignorant behaviour

And pleaded for mercy from the supreme saviour