I have shot lot of beggars but this one without eyes or without sockets hit me the most filling my angst with a morbid dread ..I did not talk to him about his eyes but he knew me he said .. as I knew him too he said . his heart spoke his vision read begging on the soul of humanity he earned his bread ,,his pain began to seep on my poetry spread ..burning my entrails eating every cerebral crevice in my head ..
Fear fled standing besides his wife to her cosmic fate he was wed..
