Friday

Being born is our only fault, help us dont blame us

People chase us with sticks, they hit us with stones.
It hurts, what wrong did we do?
I am hungry, thirsty & scared...
I dont know where to hide.
Why don't people understand....
We too have blood, bones and heart....
It  pains please don't hurt us.
We may be stray but it is not our fault



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