photo courtesy Dr Glenn Losack MD
Beggar , beggar burning bright
Walking at the Gateway Of India
Empty stomach and no bite
just a cane red and white
Broken Wings Broken Steps
Broken Windows and No Light
You don’t see Hate with which they spite
Or Anger with which they fright
Fists of fury smashed faces as they fight
Several wrongs don’t make a right
Sightless sightseeing all so quiet
A Blind god who made this world
A fire he did ignite
human follies to excite
A fools paradise a fancy flight
The rich the poor the down trodden
Distant dreams though telescopic sight
due aplologies to william blake
