Streets Are Our Home Poem by kp. shashidharan
Streets Are Our Home
Streets are our home
Sky is our roof
Endless roads are there
More than what we need!
We are gleeful with life
When life snarls at us
Born on the street
Living on pavements
Working, eating
Excreting and sleeping there!
Playing in the rain
In sun, day in and day out
Even dying on the streets
While fighting for living
We have nobody
74 Whispering Mind
But the Creator
Taking life on its horns!
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