When they simply laugh, looking at that starving old lady,
Her unhappy actions and appearance,
I’m afraid how deeply do they know about her!
Sitting on one side of the normal footpath,
Least bothered about the person passes by,
Begging hardly to others on that sunny noon,
Either for one day’s food or money,
Does it mean a lot to her life?
Perhaps, it’s a kind of timely escape from her regular concerns.
She may have a family like everyone,
Number of members relay up on her,
A boy or girl who needs care and love from a mom,
And eagerly waiting for their beloved lady to reach back home safely!