Eyes of the Poor
Have you ever seen the eyes of the poor?
Do you know what they say?
Do they want darkness and coldness to be their companions?
Do they want poverty and hunger to be their destiny?
Do they want to struggle between the line of life and death everyday?
There are no excuses,
To leave our fellows out there,
And let them live and die without any attention,
Like weeds in wind,
Emerge or itself and perish of itself.
People, we care about flowers,
We see animals so precious,
So why canít we see the eyes of the poor?