A boy seen by the car,
With a little dog;
A street child!
Living on the street,
For Survival.
Dreams gone with the wind! !
Life being harder than ever,
Still dreaming along,
Street life!
A street child,
A boy seen by the car,
No place to call his home.
A street child!
Living and Struggling among others,
Living on the streets for Survival! !
Hustle and bustle along the line,
No place to call his home,
Only to steuggle for Survival!
Day and night,
Only seen along the streets,
A street child!
Life being harder than ever,
Dreams gone with the wind.
A poor street child On the street for survival; An unjust struggle! A nice one. thank you for sharing with us. Stay blessed pc
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Dreams gone with the wind. Thanks for your comment on my poem, Stay blessed always.