O, Earth, O, Sky, O, Wind, O, Water, O, Spirit, Have You Seen My Son? Have You My Small Son Fallen Into A Bad Company? Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Ma, ma, ma, your son
They have turned into an addict,
Ma, ma, ma, your son,
They have tunred into an addict
And the mother weeping,
Tears faliing down the cheeks,
O, God, who to help?
Even You come to not when call we urgently.

O, my son has turned into an addict, an adict,
The good boy spoilt he himself,
Has turned!

The drug-peddlers, liquor-men, ganjeris, bhangeris and daru-taken,
All of them his friends now,
Not keeping a good company,
The darling son after them and the mother too following him.