I was very hungry, running from person to person,
Begging for a penny, begging for anything...
My morning started with a beating, Master felt I was lazy..
I just pray, God bless me with money, so that I can please
My master, I can evade a trashing...
I show a pathetic face to all the passers by...
Hoping and Praying within me, to give them a heart to drop in a penny.
I am dressed in the worst of clothes, to gain pity,
Its ages since I cleaned my self, for I have to earn, begging...
Many feel sorry for me; many get angry with me...
Some give me a penny, some just stare at me..
Some wonder may be...Why this child is on the road,
I look for something in every one's face..
I wonder where my parents are, why am I begging,
May be somewhere on the roads, I can find those eyes
Searching for me, some times I wish I could live a normal life
Like any other child..
Many a times, I wonder, was I stolen or was I discarded..
This thought gives me a jerk, and I feel lost,
Lost in my own world, of misery, God I only ask,
Give us all children on the road, a home,
A Home where there is only Love and no hardships.