Sunday, December 31, 2006

Beggar girl

A wan smile of recognition
Aren’t we of the same kin?
Betrothed by the coincidence of humanness
Eyes pleading revenge
Why do I have to sleep hungry?
Ragged clothes, bruised limbs
Trapped in the hapless games of time
A penny dropped, a penny preyed on
Ah the illusory economics of metals
A glint of hope, a battered past
Why am I caught in the middle?