Manthra Hariharan Poet Narrative

The Boy and His Coat

When he was born,
he was abandoned near the dustbin!
to keep away the cold he was
covered with an expensive coat.

He grew old enough to walk,
work and earn.
He delivered newspapers in an old broken cycle,
from door to door,
he also read a few when he was free.

He earned and saved some money in the pocket of the coat he
received as a gift...
He considered that coat 
not only as a gift but as a shield,
but never once thought of the
one who gave it to him.

There was a man sitting on the
footpath, while he was
heading home.
The boy with  his coat on, 
stopped and asked the man,
what had happened?

The man gave a sigh
and narrated his story...
once his sign was most valuable
than anything to people
his mere existence was necessary
but, because of his most
valuable belonging being
thrown away by him he had
nothing to live for.
He told the boy all what had happened...
The boy then removed his coat
with the  money in it and
gave it to the man telling him
'Thank you'!

That man was stunned
that was his son the most valuable 
thing in his life,
had taught him something,
valuable in life!


By Manthra

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