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Sittings on the pavement .
That disabled beggar
asks for the alms daily
wishes' good morning
to each passerby
with outstretched hand
and eyes full of pathos.
I pause and think
whether to give him something
or ignore his existence.
Enjoying health and riches
sitting in a comfortable home
my smile stops midway.
Thoughts go back to him.
His tattered blanket
sends shivers in my back
and I ask God
'Why is there so much misery
what lives have you created'

written by  sarita sharma

Copyright 2002 Sarita Sharma