Parents, a luxury to have!

When very many children know no parents

And left to wonder who gave them birth

The rest possess a treasure named parents

Without ever knowing their real worth

Street or orphanage, makes their home

Many, forced to work all day long

When parents and siblings make a home

Alone they fight for a life too long 

  

They may find food and refuge

But they'll not know a guardian called father

Many a lives washed away in deluge

Without a guiding light called mother

Like a wayside plant they grow

Surviving all odds till they fall

Their own lives to the fate they throw

As no one cares to listen to their call

More pathetic are the lives that face

The loss of a parent in early years

A life, a love, gone with no trace

Left are they to survive their years

What will I do without my father?

How will I live without my mother?

Why did God take away my father?

Who’ll will love me like my mother?

Who'll wave me goodbye each morning?

Who'll polish and tie my shoes?

Who'll pick me up each evening?

Who'll wash and iron my dress? 

When all my friends talk about their parents

Where will I hide my tears from their sight?

I’m too small to take all these torments

Why am I deprived of my sole delight?

These questions resound, leaving echoes

From end to end, hurting the Earth

There may be words to soothe their pathos

But nothing brings back their home and hearth

Still life moves on to destiny’s choice

With smiles and laughter, tears and pang

Life rewards many moments to rejoice

Yet layers of vacuum, forever they clang

And if you had your parents hither

Till you could face life without fear

Thank God for them, forget not ever
They are the best gift, always found near