The trees were giving shade happily!
The wind is blowing freely!
But there stood a boy sadly!
Nor with better clothes neither the shelter,
But with the torn clothes and the
trees as his shelter.
His eyes were full of questions,
whether anyone would help him.
Though many seen his sufferings,
Not even a single person helped him,
as the trees did.
Its mans nature
sinthu nathan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-s-nature/
