I don't know why he do that?
Which he should never do,
Why he let his parents out
Of which I'll never think about!
Parents feel so sad inside
But they will never show
From outside they will shine bright
But from inside they are low.
They loved you from the moment you weren't born
But now, why to shout at them as a truck's horn
He had a fever they got headache
His mum made dishes for him with a cake.
He sent them in an old age's home
where they feels like in a gaol
Their eyes always struck at the door
Waiting for their child to come and take them home.
Eyes got paining but he never came
By hurting his parents he'll not get any fame.
Why do he do such a great sin
Respect them and in all his work he'll win.
Why to make them upset
He'll not get anything by doing that,
Yes but-except of becoming sad.
Be a Man,
Bring them back,
Spent time with them,
As Their Old Age Is Just Going To Pass.
AS THEIR OLD AGE IS JUST GOING TO PASS..!
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