A Pedestrian Poem of Undiluted Pain
ambushed by false hope
on a high street
fighting a losing battle
only defeat
ravenous hunger
leftovers
from stomach restaurant to eat
a drugged child on an
alcoholic child mothers teat
flashing a bare bum
a tiny pecker
just barefeet
struggling for survival
in the mouth of a beggar mafia
in mumbai dust and heat
a pedestrian poem pathos
cut copy or simply delete
a system within a system
only the rich man can beat
