Ablaze

Wandering barefoot around the street

The torn old dress which isn't neat 

Cradling my kid with one arm

Protecting him from any harm 

Holding the empty bowl in need 

Waiting for someone to help me feed 

Showing the bowl to the vehicle owner 

Even though they view me as a moaner 

Thriving, starving, and begging in pain 

Empty stomach without gain

Stomach burning with hunger 

Under the lightening sky with thunder

Collecting the food leftovers on the pavement

With utter distress and lament 

This is an unspoken sphere

Unnoticed and hidden here

Employment doesn't guarantee a regular wage 

My heart and mind, midst the rage 

Enervated ones are forced into silence

With the greed of self complacence

The distinction that's vividly in a daze 

No one cares on this land, filled with ablaze 

Being in this desolate world of hunger and deprivation

I beg for unscathed life staring the Orion