BEGGAR CAN BE A CHOOSER

Out of this home I step, not shy

Left out relations will now I tie

So many years have merged with past

Let me roll back years to check if they last

In some ways a cheat am I

After so many years, I want to pry

Something which I had kept aside

Brushed it under the carpet to hide

Now, when I have, nothing in hand

I pull them out to see if it stands

What a selfish creature, see, I am

Forgotten ones I seek goddamn

I ate the best pieces of cake

Now the left over crumbs too,

I want to take

How desperate a picture

a beggar for sure

That piece of crumb

now my heart can cure.

India.

Photo credit to the owner

06/01/22