Soaked in the rain
The little bird sings
Ignoring the pain
The cold wind brings
For rains are tears
The blue sky sheds
For those of us
With tears in hearts
The kids on the street
With nothing to eat
In tattered clothes
And faded hopes
The lonely at heart
In need of a pat
From soft fingers
On their feeble shoulders
You, who keep failing
You, with health frailing
Innocent, serving jail term
For you I wrote this poem
You, the deserted
With thoughts disconcerted
And all who share in such misery
Today smile, today, make history
Soaked in the rains
Let us all sing
Ignoring the pains
This cold world brings.
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