A heartfelt poetic tribute to the refugee children who die crossing the border by Sakeena Burhanuddin Arabee of Class X A

DId he do something bad to them?
They couldn`t give him a single pram!

He is panting and dying, but nobody cares
Be it the scorching sun or a nightmare,

Did he suck someone’s blood?
It must feel dirty there,in the mud

Oh mother! Oh mother! have a look
The corpse of your life will surely hook,

Ya allah ! Where’s his place
He can’t run within the pace

Mercy! Mercy! on this child
Can these humans stop being wild?

He is innocent , He killed none
“Are you a terrorist?”, they ask this dead son,

His body is shivering, He is cold
He is a human too, how long can he hold?

Let him cry, grant a roof
He can’t speak, He can’t move

Oh people! y’all will get back what you did !
Without a crime you killed a kid!