by nouran awad
Published on: Oct 24, 2006
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Type: Poetry

When you see a homeless child,
sitting lonely on the street and singing the saddest lullaby.
Do you ever stop and wonder
about all the good times that pass you by?
He's only a kid worrying about what to eat
sitting, crying and living on the street.
you can see the sadness in his eyes
as he breaks down and cries.


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