this poem was first published on my side account- chom chom
A poor little boy was going through the streets,
Begging for a little food,
For four days he was starving,
And in the blazing sun he was stewed,
But he did not give up hope,
And went on for his stomach's sake,
At last a little woman,
Gave her a little piece of cake!
As he was about to put it in his mouth,
He saw a beggar with a broken foot,
So he went near him,
And in his hand the cake he put.....
The thanks came out in a mumble,
And with happiness the boy's heart was brim,
For even though he was hungry,
The beggar needed the cake more than him!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem