Tuesday, January 28, 2014

I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.



god
was kind
gave him
a mouth
to eat
he begs
on the
street
offers
his blessings
even in defeat
he does not
rob he does
not cheat
he is an
unfortunate
heart beat
a stump
of a tree
growing
on concrete
dust and heat
beggars
beggars
beggars
is all
i meet
i shoot
beggars
off beat
children
of india
looked
down on
by the
rich
power
brokers
of the elite
humble
beggars
no conceit
lepers
disabled
blind
limbless
legless
handless
perhaps
working
under a
beggar mafia
without receipt
a cosmic tragedy
of their fate ..
part animal
part human
incomplete

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