scavenges
the garbage dumps
for food leftovers
hungry stomach
his essence
his core
his fucked
destiny sweeps
another mans
doors ,,he needs
drugs he needs
whores dead
soul of humanity
on his face has
shut all doors
the story of
a bandra drug
addict hardcore
lying half dead
on the floor
his deathly
silence his
morbid snore
a pebble he
will soon be
washed away
to another shore
when it rains heavily
pours the rains will
take him away with
a roar...even god
has turned his back
wont hear him as
he implores a fistful
of coins he begs
for more ..
a fleshy body
rusted ore
