Little kids like daffodils,
Were very content and giggling ,
After sometimes they lost their grins,
Because they are been exploited by the beasts.
They have undergone the pains of agonies;
Like a gravida underwent during her baby birth,
They haven’t thought they are going to die,
After two to three hours,
They went to heaven like angels.
And their inner voices says:
βAre these men are humans or monsters”
Instead of shedding tears,
We should be shameful,
Because we can’t even save a single kid…