A nice little flower is stranded on the pavement
Like a little child is floating in a box on sea waves!
The innocent smile of flower is same as a child
Ready to go with anyone who discovers it there!
How is it possible for anyone to leave it so there
Heartlessly not cared for at the verge of being
crushed by feet of men walking fast in a hurry
In this mechanical world of no mercy ever......?
Musing over its isolation I take it home for relief
Like the child taken by a merciful mother to take
Care of it as one's own child to see it has a good,
Fortunate future all can appreciate in the world...!
The child may become a Moses or Karna to save
All miserable people suffering from want forever!
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