Helplessness Poem by Tanveer Sharma
Helplessness
My grandmother spent her whole life crying,
Same happened with my mom,
& for one time meal - she always crying,
now same is happening with me,
Painful reality is my child is suffering too.
We have no money,
We have a shed of helplessness,
we wear clothes of disrespect,
breathing in the air of pain,
But having no solution, no choice.
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