Walking through a crude today, I left out the rest day with that stray. Cycling towards the shanties, There's nothing visible, except their worries. Children with cracked clothes, Filled their eyes for fulfilled mouths. Infront of the hut, they bathed. Happy to know that they are unscathed. For a moment, my words died. And wanted the felon to be abided. - M. Chinna A Day In Crude. Let's bring a change in the present world. #Poverty #life #slums #children #Poetry
