The Only Dignity He Ponders
Imprisoned by shackles of being born in a lower caste, his roads are blocked.
Rejected by society, he's sidelined to garbage ridden streets, where he sleeps.
Providence left him abandoned as destiny became the harbinger of mortality
Ravaging his saddened life in grief as if his existence is damned in punishment.
His hardened mind hosts no feelings, having lost all hope, dredging in survival
Saluting any glimpse of generosity with humility--the only expression he knows.
As misery and suffering take turns to torment him with pain he can't endure,
The only dignity he ponders : will his newborn manage to escape the same fate.
June 27, 2018
Placed 3rd:Eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late contest by Silent One
End of June 2018 standard contest by Brian Strand
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