Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Faceless Indian On the Streets of Chennai

her needs
bare minimum
her flesh fetid
dead and numb
she lives on
leftovers
broken crumbs
but hold on
she is free
under nobody's
thumb though
they call her a beggar
also a street scum
her fate stretched
out like the face of a
beleaguered beaten drum
the faceless indian
to her cosmic fate
surrenders and succumbs
from here to kingdom come

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