Thousands and lakhs of cases related to missing children get ignored by people…
Its time to rise,Friends and this is the reason why I wrote this poem!!!
A hurrying mistress, aged 32
worried rounded face with dark eyes,
Walking solitary on the streets
“She lost something precious”,said her cries;
What the next day I read
an ad in a newspaper,
A picture innocent
begging people a favour;
“5 year old boy missing!
Please inform, those who finds”,
That lady kept on calling for help
But,this ad influenced no minds.