THE VOICELESS

The year 2020, the year to remember, 

As each day went horrific and the sorrow followed till December.

I too was unaware that a catastrophic is there to arise,

But soon as we stepped in the month of March there waited the ugly surprise

Hearing about the lockdown, My heart sank low;

When it will end? Was all I wanted to know.

The fear of Corona, The fear of losing,

Was all everyone was thinking and the horror was increasing.

I too used to sit in the corner of my room,

Waiting for my normal days to resume.

My sadness was all a bit different,

There was two souls waiting for me and therefore, for stepping out I was insistent;

On my way to my music class there waited two stray dogs,

They were my little friends and from my home it was a around a 20 minute walk.

Everytime, I tried to visit them I used to fail,

Sometime it was strict policing and sometimes other restrictions prevailed.

After a month when I got to meet them,

There the conditions where not the same.

I lost one of my friend who starved to death,

The other looked into my eyes with a long built faith.

I hugged him and tears rolled down my cheeks,

I said to myself that this is not the time to get weak;

I made a promise to myself that day,

That where there is a will there always a way.

In remembrance of my little voiceless friend,

I thought that this issue of hunger needs to end.

It inspired me with a new aim,

To look out for people who suffer alike me with a similar pain;

I arranged and created a small group of six to proceed,

To help animals wherever within our reach there is a need.

I named my small group - 'The Voiceless',

With a vision that one day, my aim will be a success.

We all don't save much but we try out our best,

So, here ends my true story for the beautiful contest.