Thursday, January 30, 2014

Muslim Beggar Boy



standing
on the
crossroads
of past
present
future
alone
from the
womb
of chaos
on the
streets
he was
thrown
a rolling
stone
his life
mortgaged
to misery
not his
own
by his
mother
father
he was
disowned
the sins of
his forefathers
he atones
emaciated
hope skin
blood
shriveled
bones
the flesh
was willing
the spirit
moans

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