In the middle of the bustle of Kota Raya
Between the busy activities of workers
Mentari is like burning the equator
Different lives are colored in the World
On a curb sidewalk
Shabby slum garbage is ignored
No shoe feet rushing through the crowd
Early age forces earnings
In the City Bus and door of the vehicle
The boy begs a donation
Angannya seek sustenance for life
But no one reached out
It was late
Tired the day the boy did not eat
Lying on the back of the body
Falling asleep in a newspaper
The rain hit them cold
Wake up when the mosquitoes crowd
The eyes are thirsty for no drink
Waiting for the morning with a starving stomach
Arrive morning street children without breakfast
Her heart was sad to see a schoolgirl
Joking with uniformed clothes
However, the boy just imagined
Dear God, send a Benefactor