There sat the beggar
cast off clothes
battered body
demented psyche
flummoxed mind
shriveled soul
stench spreading far and wide
sympathy fed him
he lived,nay, breathed
for days, months,years
bothering not about the
world whirling past him !
One fine day
Divine hands swooped down
to lift him and lead him
out of this Miserable Deathly Life !
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