He was lying in pool of blood
People had beaten him for good
He had tried to snatch little food
As he was hungry and tried hand in neighborhood
He was taken as thief
The beating was for brief
He was caught in dark
But it gave lots of spark
Why did he not utter a word?
He could get sympathy an d help onward
He had tried from different sources
But all had barked at him and offered curse
He was passing through lean period
He had bare minimum or nothing to avoid
The food was scarce and drink impossible
The life seemed to him as full of struggle
No doubt he had able body
But so far he had cared for nobody
He remained in his own dreamland
Totally aloof and friendless
If you have able body and will power
It must be used to full extent for cover
Earn something for self and for future use
But to work nothing and sit idle is really misuse
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He was lying in pool of blood People had beaten him for good