His Destiny Is To Beg Alms Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
His Destiny Is To Beg Alms
You are a mis-cast to this role.
You have riches more than you need,
yet fate drives you beg alms in streets.
You are a mis-cast to this role.
O, you frown and curse for ‘No alms! ’.
From whom you got this cult to beg?
You are a mis-cast to this role.
Freebies of the rulers spoilt you.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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