Anxiety

They play in the dark lane, They can not enter in the open green field, As it is reserved for the elite children, Their eyes aspire after the open and lively ground, But they are chained by the strict and inhuman law of the society And they dare not to approach the beautiful place. The well-wishers are very anxious about these wretched children, As they experience the gloomy difference even at this tender age, But why? When the innocent faces ask this question, No noble heart can answer it to them.