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Or isolated from others now
Everything seems not stopped
As our vigil worried brain
But heart cries for bread
Tears flowing from mother eyes
To avoid starvation
She fumbles in pots of nation
What little fate has kept in there
To pass the day of crucial time.
Rich overlooking from their balcony
Never know the agony of little bite
There is no way to convince him
What is going on now there in the world.
He knows only hunger and for it cry
No song on our ignorant lips knows to keep him quiet.