Fervidity of a Dustbin Boy
Some are poor, some are rich
It is not the fact of peace.
Poverty never be proved by dress
It is calculated by the phrase.
When you are paying bills in restaurant
Then, I`m busy with my hungry measurement.
When there is a competition, who can pay the restaurant bill
Then I have nothing for my next meal.
When you are with a healthy breakfast
Then, I have nothing for mine at last.
After breakfast, you go out with great happiness
Then, I have to stay as a helpless.
When you spend bundles of money for honey
Then, I beg from door to door for a penny.
When you feed your friends for proving your brotherhood
Then I search in a dustbin for my food.
When you go coffee shop for coffee
Then I try to help the poor as my hobby.
When you eat a perfect lunch
Then I am busy with searching helpless branch.
When you cheer with family members
Then I`m busy as helpless helper.
When you take rest in a A.C room
Then I think how can I remove the discrimination by my mind broom.
Always you pass your days with laugh
I am a dustbin boy, it is enough.
Why you don`t think about the poor?
Is there any meaning of your nice door?
Try to realize the pain of lorn
You will find your better morn.
May the God gives you such a mind
You will be the best sign of humankind.
(c) Copyright 2017 M Tahidul Alam
This was not written from a Weekly Writing Prompt but submitted to me by a new writer. I don’t mind helping to get new writers get their work published and in front of people to read.