𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚| 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 [𝑶𝒏-𝑮𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈]

Part 7: The beggar who drew

The beggar on the street
Who drew to make ends meet,
Didn't earn a penny today!
What will his dinner be?
How will he survive?
None questioned so!
Selfish giants,
Humans have become.
They spared him a glance,
But gave him no chance.
No appetizing meal,
No earnable deal.
He sang and he drew,
Attention seeker, as called him, a few.
Heartless ribs,
Voiceless throats.
Egocentric minds,
And eyes so blind.
Had the poor beggar been given a little chance,
The world would have been his canvas.
Perhaps, a better place!
Can't he get that little chance?

~Ash.

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After spending almost four months stuck at home, I finally went out yesterday. It was refreshing. The breeze, the roads and the people. For the first time in a long time, I was happy to see people lol. We stopped at a place and there I noticed a beggar drawing. I swear, his drawing was so beautiful. Every detail and every part of it was so prominent. He was singing too. I felt so bad for him. If he could have got the chance we have, of improving ourselves and establishing ourselves, I am sure the man could have been at a better place right now. People glanced at him but they did not even give him some money. We all know how difficult these times are. People are loosing their jobs but what about the people who never had jobs because of their poverty? What about the vegetable vendors? What about the electricians? And the every other profession whose salaries are really less?  In my country, they really are facing a crisis. I wish people had some sympathy in their hearts. So that's when I wrote this. I was really upset about it and even though I want to help those people, I am just helpless. Anyway...hope the world becomes better someday.
 
I know I wrote a little rant  up there but I just had to let it out. This had been on my mind since yesterday.

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