An Old Worn Out Shoes

Discarded in the gutter, Trailed by the way of my journey, A pair of my old worn out shoes Never to walk in the streets again. As my body rolled onto the gurney To throw me away in the death chamber, My gnarled toes and feet Stuck in earth by the burden Of my head to toe, Wetted in blood tickling sweats I create during my whole life. Tucked inside the shoes, Never I’d take my shoes off from my feet. Which made every walks of my life Comfortable in the streets, Alas! Someone put off my shoes To throw away in the gutter. *