when the world cries for a penny in his pocket <br />and the time flies up above in the sky as a rocket <br />at that time i laugh at all who once rejected me <br />saying me my disability and showing it to the whole world <br />that i am not fit for the block as per my identity <br />and you now come to realise the meaning of the birth <br />when i make my death anniversery.<br /><br />Vishal Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-anniversery/
