A Grain To Eat

That little boy, at seven years of age Drops down at his own feet And can do nothing but weep. For he is hungry And has nothing to eat. This orphan’s stomach grumbled And he waited in anticipation For someone to help. But alas, nobody came, And the boy's years of waiting Led up to nothing but failure. His family was gone now, And he was on his own. There are no orphanages for this boy to go, So all day he wanders to and fro, Searching for a grain to eat. And everyday as he tries to survive, The stinging sun is at his side, The insects rest on his small body. And this boy, This frail, weak, thin, sick child, Is almost out of hope. For it is hard To find a grain to eat. And what did he do to deserve such a life? He is the victim of fate, Just like millions of others who lived On the grounds of this land, Spending their time searching Just for a grain to eat.