Who Is Beggar Poem by V P Mahur

A group of beggars
On a large railway station gathers
With every variety of members
Ladies with naked young babies
And other by their hands each caries

Young man in rags
And boys with bags
Coughing and bending old guys
All asking questions
Without waiting for reply
Leap and almost jump
Over new passenger each and every

An impatient young man
In an irritated tone spoke,
‘All are shameless creatures
With no morality and human features
None of them tries to give a penny
How heartless the world has become, O granny! '

A very old man with a coughing smile
Collecting all his experience in a while
Said patiently,
My son! They are not heartless
Nor any of them is shameless
They are poor, tortured creatures
Worried they are for their futures
They too are out of pockets
For the prices are boosting like rockets
Look at their faces in painful brackets
They don't know how
They would get their next tickets
And to whom they are to beg for
To fill their ever growing buckets'