Yaa, he still runs errand!

THE POOR STREET BOY

-BY SARAH KHAN

Roaming around to work to earn

Just fancying for if his fortune turn

Honest and diligent work to applaud

His selfless attitude is something to learn

A small soul striving labor upright

The misery of his life is a poor sight

His self-interested morality burns the midnight oil

All he had seen is toilsome day and night

The little boy set the Thames on fire

The poor street boy's tussle is something to inspire

The poverty inherited from his family

Made him indulge in things silly

Yes, not his fault to see the light in poor

That he wanders for work drowsily

Never did he run errands to beg

And so meek that you could pull his leg

Always did he earn for work

But society still considers him a bad egg

The struggling boy came out of frying pan into the fire

The poor street boy's tussle is something to inspire

Wakes up too early in the coldish frost

Runs barefoot and his mind is lost

Small, yet strong that he needs no sweater

Just self-earned penny that dearly cost

Instead of taking a good turn of this child

We want him to run his eyes through the guide

But you sleep peacefully and let me, too

And the street boy keeps running on the graveside

People born with a silver spoon in their mouth, he admires

The poor street boy's tussle is really something that inspires...

AFTERTHOUGHT- My neighbour called a worker for cleaning the roof of her home. I observed that it was a little kid who came running eagerly to work. The next time he himself came up to her in order to work and she didn't need to search for a worker. I was so stirred to see him working diligently and also a bit disturbed. Have any solution for this issue?