the muslim beggar child
her story of pain the story
of street survival
through pictures
i tell you now and than
from the day
she was born
nothing has changed
the same yesterday
the same today
the same tomorrow
dated 10 10 10
her mother told
me she has come
back from the dead
again
she was admitted
to hospital in a serious
condition 20000
she begged borrowed spent
the moneylender lent
heartbroken soul bent
for the sins of her
forefathers
she must repent
a muslim beggar child's
doomed destiny on rent
fighting for spiritual
survival a piece of land
on the soul of my nation
the crescent and the trident
two warring sides
hellbent
mullahs sants sadhus
each wants his fragment
while divinity
watches from a distance
the sequestered soul of man
in turbulence and torment
its the poor the needy the helpless
the homeless that need shelter
not just an abode for god
in bleeding bricks blood clotted cement
tears on the soul of humanity
when a verdict causes a dent
for those who unnecessarily died
when the structure fell
he surfed the channels
on his television set
a tragedy he could not prevent
history will remember him
as i remember him
10 10 10
