venkatesh ram - POVERTY

ILL LUCK OF A PERSON
DEGRADED LIFE ON STREETS
AWAITING SYMPATHY AND ALMS
READIES TO FORSAKE ANYTHING FOR ONE MORSEL
UNABLE TO CRY FOR FEELINGS ARE BURIED UNDER
NOTHING TO HOPE OR NOTHING TO CHEER
STRUGGLE IS THE ONLY REMEDY
BATTLING DAYS OUT AWAITING DEATH
WHERE RELIGION AND POLITICIANS
SEEK REFERENCES WITH NO PROVISION FOR
SOLACE, ALMS.SYMPATHY
SLEEPING WITH OPEN EYES WHEN
POVERTY STRICKEN ARE DYING
WITH OPEN EYES

venkatesh ram

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