I awoke with an enchanting smile in the morning on a mattress of painted silver,
the orphan in the street wiped his face of obnoxious dirt.I entered my Spanish lavatory to expurgate my bowels,
the orphan in the street sat down in wild grass emanating from fields of paddy.I brushed my teeth with satiny floss and dental paste,
the orphan in the street used a brittle neem stick to polish his worn enamel.I washed my face with perfumed soap and lascivious cream,
the orphan on the street used a curry of mud to clean streaks of blotted dirt.I draped my persona with garments of rich denim blended with flocculent thread,
the orphan on the street wore a soiled jute sack hanging like a scarecrow on his body.I slipped my dainty toes in cushioned interiors of my velvet shoes,
the orphan on the street left his chapped bohemian feet bare.I dedicated gargantuan amounts of time trimming my bushy whiskers,
the orphan on the street was obsessed chopping slices of tree lumber.I exited for office; in the royal camouflage of my honey brown Mercedes,
the orphan in the street traversed kilometers in the naked Sun; to reach the mill he worked in.I worked in an refrigerated ambience juxtaposed with abundant flora,
the orphan in the street perspired in sweltering currents of heat.I came back home before dusk strangulated light,
the orphan on the street arrived a few minutes past midnight.I then thought I had seen enough of agony; distressing discrimination,
took the orphan in the street within the candid comfort of my arms,
fed him with sumptuous food; after scrubbing his silhouette with tons of carbolic,
made him sleep in furry quilts beside me;
with mesmerizing notes of music diffusing from the CD systems.He slept like an untamed horse all night; and when he got up in the morning; there were tears dribbling down his soft cheek,
he hadn't words to express his gratitude; the spontaneity of love he had; for the first time in his life received.
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The Power of Black - Poems on Humanity , Social Cause - volume 1
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