Debjani Mitra Poet Couplet

Begging Bowl

Shanties of pain, children of lesser God
hungry and homeless, our naked feet trod 
Propitious nights, desperate and sleazy
in ugly darkness , sleep comes so  easy.
On silken dust, hard pillows under a bridge
extra slice of bread,... some more porridge.
Alliteration of plight, poor pain of poverty
a picture perfect, in poems of prosperity
Models parade ghettos, bones of pale skin 
Gross Domestic Products, we end and begin.
Fat bank accounts, talk of weak misery line
over barbecue dinner, toasting health in wine.
From pots of kindness, your charities flaunt
beg two meals a day, you think is all we want.
You push each other, upgrade in  fancy cars, 
we stay put in boxes, sinking dome of stars.
A child of lesser God, hopes higher totem pole,
sparkling silver spoon on golden glittering bowl.


14th April 2020

Sponsor	craig cornish
Contest Name	Children of a Lesser God

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