ten for twelve :)
In haste to get ready, he doesn't have time to stretch or yawn
His little fingers searching for lemons in the bush
Getting pricked by thorns daily, they rush
Rushes to his home, with body pricked from head to toe
Wash each lemon till it attains its yellow glow
Put them all in a basket, with a prayer in heart
To sell them all,the tedious task starts
Isolated, dusty streets is all they see
He take pride in standing under a shady tree
Away from privileges of AC TV or games
He is determined to change his destiny and earn his name
Take ten for twelve is their daily song
For angels who"ll but these lemons, they wait for long
Too naive to understand its too humid and hot
And for almost everyone malls are the shopping spots
He questions himself and others in vicinity
that why are we taken as beggars even when we dont plea
WE want want to earn with all our dignity
we aren't one of those business men so witty
Elegant ladies shun him away as if he is untouchable
To see his hard work, these rich dumb ladies are incapable
Dont they realise that these lemons will be as sour as one in marts
And cant they spare 12 bugs, appreciate his early start
whatever he earns goes in his earthen piggy bank
now he is determined to study all night long, get a rank
With no regrets no desires he sleeps blissfully
And for another day's toil he is fully ready
I salute to that young wonder ,respect his deeds
So diligent ,away from worldly greed
i wish one day he gets what he desires
And wish all my life he keeps me inspired
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