Almajiri,the son of the unknown
Whose lifespan has been sketched in the journal of misfortune
Living in the depth of filth
Truly,the world is a comedy to those who think
And comedy to those who feel
Under the bridge,the best home ever
Where the dream of sufferings paint their thought
Having lost the sense of fashion and vogue
Tattered clothe becomes the best outfit
Living large in the darken part of the globe
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It is a big fun watching them at play
Because they are the sons of exhibition
Feeding the sight of the people with their lifeless drama
Deafening the ears with their needy voices
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Treat them not like the wildlings
For the hellish noises of the white walkers is deadening their souls
Shield them from the scary look of the night king
Free the folks and let them enjoy the sweetness of birth
Almajiri is also a child.
OSA
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