As I go back to my memories

It reminds of how innocent we were

The situations around us were severe

That made us tough due to fear

We were just a simple lad

With curiosity just as of nomad

Going everywhere where excitement was there

Oh we learnt the truth when we saw life was not fair

The same boys as were in their early life

Is different when they grew up with society tag

It brings miseries of unequal sides

Oh his dreams never came to life

They saw and faced similar hurt

One was cured and other was left in dirt

No any wisdom can cure the unbalance

It just goes on until and unless status plays its importance

By Moin Uddin

From: Nepal

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