from shop to shop
from house to house
from door to door
she goes outstretched
hands her pain misery
from the slits of her eyes
her misfortune up close
as she tries to recover from
some more worldly blows
the muslim beggar lady
defenseless in her woes
who really cares sanctimonious
male dominated society in
deathly repose turned up nose
lowest of the lowly untouchable
among muslims only god knows
a moment of tragic timelessness
i froze ..from the cup of adversity
as tears it overflows a picture
i bring to life does it matter
stilted poem or prose ..when
fate becomes your foe ..
