Confined To The Street. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCDDEE FFGGHHII JJKKLLMM

It was a day of great rains and stormsA
When we were born in our fragile formsA
It was a very uncelebrated incidentB
The birth of three curs in a roadside ventC
Nobody was present to care for usD
As we sat there without any fussD
The rainwater made it difficult thereE
Our place just felt like some nightmareE
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Our journey thus started on a difficult noteF
As we had no one upon whom to doteF
We were just stranded on the streetG
In the winter cold and the summer heatG
Our life was duller than the gray old manH
And darker than a rusted metal panH
Winning fights was a major survival skillI
With our motto getting killed or to killI
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We know that our world is very cruelJ
As just for thriving we have to duelJ
But hope is our most potent weaponK
More useful than a sword or a gunK
As we expect of being at a better placeL
Where life does not feel like a disgraceL
With us being treated like precious loadsM
Till our deaths in dreamy abodesM

Richik Ghosal
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