Beggar’s Destiny

I see a beggar in front of me,
Who hardly can walk and can’t even see.
Betrayed by her family for no reason.
Sadness is, what she has for all season.
Crumpled in torn Saree with a blanket around
Beg’s a whole day and eats whatever she finds.
Sadness on her face, a story to tell.
God-given her this, a gift so well.
Wrinkle body with eyes shrunk in,
Sitting in one corner, thinking what’s her sin.
Hands spread out to carry her living
Once these were for blessing, giving
Grey hair is what she has around,
Pain by her family is all that sounds.
Lost all battles in her life,
Waiting for the day when she can tell..“Death Is Mine”