Some unlucky beings!

Walking across the youth

I could only watch when,

children my age circled around

the joys of life,

the vibrancy of adolescence;

I was destined to

stand under the blazing sun,

long hours passing as,

hands pained against the hard metals

When the rest of the world adorned their hands

with technologies and luxuries,

my hands clutched into drills and hammers.

No complains and no regrets but,

only prayers that my siblings

get the life I wished for..

The sun passing to take its rest

but my time continues

as long as mind and body stay up

rest is on the other side of my world!

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