I roamed all alone the busy streets
Wherever went my little feet
I saw children play with sweet little smiles
I was lost in them for a while
Who left me alone in this world
A chill ran through me very cold
I am a motherless son
These people called me by the name ORPHAN
I too want a loving mother
To play a cute little brother
My life is full of woes
They quoted my life as PATHOS
I am the fruit of somebody's sin
My cradle was this streets dustbin
My daily food was the left over and the thrown
Thus all alone in this world I have grown
Nobody to lend a helping hand
Unknown I live as a particle of sand

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