What am I?

What am I?, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

what am i ?
she looks at me
seated in the ricksha
with a guilt
in my eye
born on the streets
on the streets they will die
as the traffic signal lights
go red green yellow
other cars zip by
a screamless cry
towards a god
who has gone deaf
wont reply
another child across the road
waits to take her place
as stand by
on the treacherous
soul of her karma
dharma turns a blind eye
a melting pot of mumbai
that underfed hungry politicians
want to make the next shanghai
throwing dust in the public eye
on the soul of this city
tears runs dry