By Subrata Mukherjee
In love with Golapi, Subratagolapi.
The children of the earth are in the lines.
For a call from their parts out of the fields of vines!
To get a chance to meet their parted friends on a shine,
Like a gem of the ring and like a fame of the king!
To be counted as their, your and mine.
In a song of love, care and food with a joy of heart for their good.
They deserve though deprived and they desire nothing more!
They all, children of the earth, yet unknown!
…………The millions of poor children in the world are being neglected and faced deprivation in the exploitation and apathy from the affluent sections of the human society.