A Poor Beggar's Rich Ambition!
Have you seen me slouch on the pavements,
With donated imported blanket?
loyal Companion dogs not covered,
I am flawlessly groomed and shunned.
I never exposed my face and feet,
The emptied alms bowl is kept empty,
Could you hear the feeble voice,
Comes through the gaps for a pounding click.
And trading the mercy for you,
Holding the melting chocolate hearts,
Smelling the wilting bouquet of thoughts,
Clasping the ticket to the entrance,
Where the happiness ends in despair.
Look at me, Ladies and Gentlemen,
I bend my backbone to the floor,
For you to donate me a favor in November,
Then I rise up to show you, my face,
I am a beggar of convenient desire and votes.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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