By Aparna Bandyopadhyay
Contributory Author for Spark Igniting Minds
Once I had on the signal stopped,
A tap on the glass, my reverie broke;
The ten year old, in hunger hopped
A sorrow within , my concern awoke.
Pinched cheeks, mucous dropped
Belly was hollow, ribs were stark
Ten odd years but life had stopped,
Hopelessness in eyes so dark.
I gave him bread, he quickly grabbed
Still begged for cash, it was strange.
The beggar mafia, got them nabbed;
I glanced around; a master in range.
Our world so rich, filled with stealth,
This underbelly, is Metro's sick health!
(Featured Image by truthseeker08 from Pixabay)
About the Author
Aparna has been a physics teacher in various Air Force Stations and Private schools in civilian areas, whenever stationed at a place. She has written articles and poems in Air Force magazines and regional publications.
She is now focusing on methods to make the environment green and safe. Her motto is to keep learning from young and old alike, there being no end date to learning.