as this beggar lady
watches the dainty
dresses fit for a bride
will she ever wear
one she wonders
tongue tied for a
moment her feelings
she silently hides
begging on the
streets unsatisfied
untouchables of
male dominated
Muslim society
hands tied ,
when i was born
as a beggar girl
i wish i had died
turning away from
my camera lens
averting her gaze
she humbly replied
