Life seemed to be <br />Almost unbearable, <br />Most of days hungry, <br />Clothes little to wear, <br />Torn to tidbits, <br />A shelter hard to come by, <br />Shivering in winter, <br />Wet in the rain, <br />In the hut with holes, <br />Hunger growling <br />In the empty stomach, <br />Work none to do, <br />If done paid paltry, <br />Not enough to quench thirst, <br />Or feed the hunger, <br />Children howling <br />In misery not known, <br />They led life at the brink <br />Of death they dreamt, <br />Stealing, theiving not known, <br />Yet seeming to be <br />Very requisite to their condition <br />But yet not good <br />At that art, they lived <br />A life of honesty, <br />Looked on by the almighty <br />Perhaps in despair <br />Unable yo provide <br />Even food let alone other stuff. <br /> <br />Ravikiran Arakkal<br /><br />RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/h-a-r-d-s-h-i-p/
