My Dear God Poem by GANESHAN GURU

The age, may be eight or nine
Two female children
Singing a famous Hindi song
Using two wooden pieces as music instruments.

The voice is not bad,
The music is not bad,
The bad is, they are begging.

Before they finish the song,
One of the co-passengers scolding them
And asking to move away.

Before moving away,
One hand came in front of my face.
I do not know,
What that hand is expecting?

Is it good education?
Is it good life?
Is it life security?

I do not know.
My hand is giving one rupee coin.

But,
What ever it is
My dear god
Please give good life to them.