A Boy Poem by Monjur Morshed Rumon

I saw a boy in dirt clothes yesterday
Suddenly he tells me when I am on the road.
Brother, I have not eaten for the last three days
You will never want anything expensive.

Without parents, I am very fortunate
Please pay for food.
My torn dress for a long time
Daily sunshine rains heavily during the day.

Crying and crying, tears are shedding tears
Dear brother, in the Hereafter you will receive the result of this donation.
I do not remember when I ate good food
nobody listens to me or talk.

Not my studies, not sports
My destiny is just condemnation, neglect.