Orphanage Drill

I used to say I know life,
I've a pretty experience in this life,
Not knowing that my thought was a might
Until I saw myself in this line.

Imagine a life full of pain
A story of yourself which carries flame
That you were in fact left in a neglected lane
Always in the thought of were u came

Or maybe yours is not of the deserted lane
But rather you have lost all those from which you came
And that no one is left to share the pain
You have to be taken to this place of aid

To a place where you'll be left with no choice,
The cloths you were are alms from soils
A place where their is no egg to boil
Neither is their room for d choice of your oil

And so I weep for the life lived here
Seeing such a kind of toiled pair
And then I imaging if I was to live there
My experienced about life is just but a mere

I bowed down for God for he made it so
For they and for me and for the home which I saw
I pray oh Lord blessed their own form
For it is much I've seen and I'm sure that You know!!!