hungry
searching
for food
to eat
begging
arms
outstretched
when you meet
dirty smelling
barefeet ,, have
they had a bath
shitting peeing
on the roads
but always
upbeat
with broad
smiles they
greet hoping
you will offer
them some
biscuits or
some sweets
born to beg
from the time
they were
toddlers
their cosmic
fate to be
born in a family
of drunks losers
they could not cheat
children of a lesser god
a vicious circle incomplete
facing agony torture incestuous
rape souls in defeat their good
luck hurriedly in retreat ,,,
