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The Plight Of A Crying Boy

The Plight of a Crying Boy
Nasir Uddin Ahmed Numan

I cry for my worry, I cry for my woe
I burn within
no one does know
Only they see the burning aglow
Europe or East
or even in Madrid
I cry of my own all alone
Destitute, desolate, I cry for food
I cry for shelter
I cry for love
I cry not for the ancient mariner
I cry for street urchins, tokai
whatever the name you add,
dove, martin, mayna,
fokirnir pola, or
Even hero of the street that ply
I don't care for only the cry
within I hear
I hear the cry from a dustbin
For dogs fight for their share
No one does care for the new born
who is left there
I cry for the one
that is sexed to death
in her tender years
Puberty is a matter of long distance
But hence, she bled to the end
I cry for the one that is kicked out
of a brothel or a slum
from where the mothers
scream and shout
and kicked them out
Only to get so called married again
For that gives them a shelter
Against the hauntingvultures.

I do cry, I cry for the one
That is begging thoughout the world
For he is blinded or crippled
or made disabled only to beg
Beg for them who are rich
Or made rich with whaterver he earned
I cry for the orphan
whose cry no one does hear
Church, temple, mosque, pagoda
all are there
Deaf and dumb they do not hear
They hear the cry of the rich
For they pay
They pay for them, for they do say
God or gods decide the game
Fate is there, fate make us cry
And we cry, for, fate has fattened them.

I am the crying boy
Or the portrait of a crying boy
That'san evil spirit only to be kicked off
to cry
Millionaire, billionairetrillioniare or
stock market's boss
Or the one that earns at every blink or toss
No one does listen, and no one does hear
They only fear
They see the burning inferno everywhere and, at my very sight the sea turns dry
I cry, I cry, throughout the world
I cry before kings, I cry before all
Of the people
by the people
‎ for the people
‎whatever you call
Before all that you see my eyes are getting dry
The only thing I make,
a never ending cry.



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