On Hepatitis Day..approaching!
There he is, a very sick man.
Taut his face and a darkish tan.
Life for him, now a staple ban.
left not a friend nor a fan.
Wonder how others see him out.
Doubles he up in a coughing bout.
Think some, he's a filthy lout.
Punks skip by, give him a shout.
Cool and dig on the party scene.
Blonds and brunettes vied to lean.
Now he is ever hardly seen.
An no one else is either keen.
Seldom up an down the street.
Then, too often, he feels the heat.
Barely walks an drags his feet.
Eschewed even by a cop on beat.
Cringes he often clasps his hands.
Hair now thinned to wiry strands.
Stands he far at mounting stands.
Lonely soul from unknown lands.
Frail an done, lost and Gaunt.
Life's now just a slippery Slant.
No more welcome at his haunt.
He has no need and no want.
Life for him is a steady bad day.
Those he knew, turn, shy away.
Pitiable man that has no sway.
Caught up nature an yelled a stay!
Who'll pick up his dejected life?
Who's got the time for this rife?
A broken soul an body in strife.
Brooding days an toying a knife.
(Islamabad)
(May 14,2009)
thx for this truly absorbing poem. It's sad, but still - theres always someone who can see when another is suffering (be it physically or psychologically) ... which gives me hope.
... beautifully expressed... loved the way you wrote it and also the way you used the simili..
A very moving and sad poem.. abandoned and rejected...unfortunately, as so many people are, who are facing disease, sickness and poverty.. very well written..Thank you for sharing...
A broken soul an body in strife. Brooding days an toying a knife a nice way to sum up the theme of the poem.. liked it.
It is a dog's life. Once you get into it, you are finished.
Dear Doc Saadat, They are not just physically ill, but also they are emotionally in pain..So sad.. This truly happens....a very touching write.. Thank you for sharing the story of the poem with us. Sincerely, diane
a very sad poem of an illness that is for life? .............well written.
Although the rhythm almost seems playful, the meaning is profound and sad. A nicely written poem, easy to read and yet touching.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very well written verse