Destiny Poem by Dr PJ Raj Kamal

On a day
of wedding regale
In our granddad's
courtyard
A scene ghastly
heart rending
As if
in a fantasy world
Waifs and strays
All
Skin and bones
in rags
And
Schizophrenics
of abject poverty
Frantically scavenge
only to cling to life

Shaggy dogs
compete
Grin and growl
at ravenous crows
chicken and men
Frightened babies
grizzle
while their mothers
tussle
in filth
All eyes planted
on the
leftover
in dinner leaves
strewn over
An awful mess

A horrific pell-mell
for the offal
By the sewerage
outside the great wall
Granddad
an overweening
landlord
Though galled
by his own poverty,
post war
And yet proud
remarks unconcerned
Boy, my dear
They're
from the life's marge
Hapless peasants
Landless of the ghettos
And
to them
as good as it gets,
the destiny