It was one of those hectic days,
When suddenly a sight drew my attention,
I saw a little boy sitting alone looking anything but gay.
She sat on the pavement, alone in the abyss of dismay.
His eyes with tears somehow controlled, revealed the pain in him untold.
He stared at me & then at the sky, as if questioning the Almighty why-
his father was killed in the bridge collapsed, his mother died with a broken heart,
he was left in the world mean & brutal, deprived of food, clothes & shelter.
A tear rolled down his cheek,
wiping it with his dirty sleeve,
He didn't know why he was there?
Why the Just & kind god to him was unfair?
Why the almighty who loved all, made pain his lot?
& left him to suffer, dejected & ignored?
His plight left equality, justice & human right questioned.
And left me wondering whether it was his misfortune or the end of the civilization?

~Bunty