in anger but not in submission of her
tragic fate a mother a child in dire straits
seeing this photographer shooting her
picture bought out her seething hate
what was going on in her mind that
thought can wait ..you use your camera
to shoot the beauty of life i use it as
a bait to capture poetry of the poor
misery cavorting with hope outside
the mosque, gods ornate gates
morning to evening as the muezzins
call fills the air ,Allah Ho Akbar
God is Great unfortunate mother
tears trickling down a hungry
plate ,, will someone who gives
her a few miserly coins ask her
what she ate ,,, he rushes towards
the mosque ,, astakfurullah he is
already late the namaz cannot wait
