Below Poverty Line - Poem by Imtiaz Emon
Below poverty line,
a boy leads his life.
Poverty makes his dream colourless.
He don't know what is the colours of happiness.
He has not a developed or developing dream.
He lead his life on a narrow stream.
Red dream, green dream, white or black dream.
Life below the povery line.
A developed life, see his life shine.
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