Selling Childhood




I saw a kid on the street
Selling balloons to feed his need
Lost his childhood in the street
No schools no uniforms
No playgrounds no pals
Alone he is fighting with the world.
 Life has taught him,
 balloons  will only bring him meals
Not fun and happiness like other kids
So he departed it all, to them
To wake up and continue again.

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