The Homeless Children

The homeless children

Downward darkness, omnipresent.
The homeless children,
In the past and the present.
Hard days of struggle.
Abandoned or estranged.
A few worried people,
Yet, the downpours unchanged.
Hardships are underway.
Frequented troubles,
But to no avail until this day.
Blame-game flies a few more bubbles.
Sorted and sold like second-hand.
Cold but oblivious reason.
Buried in the sand,
And ever an autumn season.

-Arun Bahadur Gurung

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