Im A Child

I am a child,
Every one see me
What’s my condition

I have no house
No Parents,No Friends
No food to eat, No Clothes to wear
No School for me to learn, I have No Money for these things

All of you people know very well about my condition
You see me daily on a road
I live in open land

No body loves me
All people hate me
No one wants to be friends with me

I am eating dirty food, food from a rag
I wear dirty clothes, and have no where to learn

I’m a rag picker boy

I ask you a question
What is my mistake
Who responsible for my condition