What Was He..
A lonely beggar
Wandering along the street
Day and night last month
Stayed under a tree
Looked fearful, unkempt, ugly
A ghostly dark face
All of a sudden
He was missing one morning
Felt something fishy
News came later on
A band of begaars around
Police arrested
poem by Indira Renganathan
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