Dream Of A Better Tomorrow Poem by AArya Roy

This is from kolkata*1,
the city of joy.
In one side lies the Taj*2,
and the other side a homeless boy.
In one end we enjoy
31st park st.*3 night,
the other end depicts,
a survival fight.
A match of eden*4,
has a crowd of a crore.
Road beggar lying,
condition critical.
no one takes him,
to the nearby hospital.

You can't draw an end
to this evil discrimination.
well, this is the story,
of our beloved nation.

This is not hatred,
but itself a fact.
This is the hightime,
for having a pact.

Day by day
we are dividing and rule,
Year after year,
we are making us fool.

So lets make this nation,
a beautiful one.
so that everyone calls us,
'the land of uprising sun'

Now please forget our,
personal sorrow.
so that we can make,
a better tomorrow