Soul of Beggar
I am scared to look beyond your eyes and see the grief inside them
But oh! I wish the bleeding were so visible in your eyes,
Yet they just passed you by, with your extended hands looking for that mindless glory and dreaming one day you might just sleep in cottons,
You walked with no destination like this day just came not long ago just another pathetic day.
And you have to look for food in the garbage yes, that is food and you nod you have to eat, you have to live,
And I never saw bitterness in those eyes but instead a thnkful glance you throw to all of us;
How I wish that too is visible in your eyes but the world is too busy,
And everybody is complaning you’re such a shame, a sign of povery, you have to be thrown away, far way from his or her sight,
Then you run like hell is after you run like they would take away your soul, but they wouldn’t be interested in a beggar’s soul,
Bleed like there is no tomorrow but it’s worhless they are fond of seeing you like that it makes them feel lucky,
But you know heaven is like their eyes you wish heaven was earth but it is another hopeless wish, worthless and invaluable,
You just sat around hoping for a miracle to full from above it’s your only choice but here comes a man with all the cameras behind him,
He smells good and look good and nothing like you
with him is a bag full of graces, he extended his hands and gave the bag and said "have pity on you woman, but don’t worry if I won in this coming eleksiyon no one will suffer anymore", then you just smiled but you have heard the lie not long ago, but you have long forgiven them for their lies,
Now you have food at least for days, You won’t eat garbage it a sign a good sign you look up and there is indeed miracles,
Now you have to sleep it’s been a long day and tomorrow might be a better one,
Put out the rags just to ease the cold and sleep with all the noise, the hatred, the lies and injustice behin then you whispered, "Thank you."

