Hagger or Beggar

Did it have to blossom?

Not everything has to be awesome

Life itself is not wholesome

Nothing seems to count even if you had it sum

The life liveth by the beggar 

Is mostly worthy than that of a giver

Whose sole aim is to make many hunger 

And came to their safety just like the named HAGGER

What more could life demand?

Shall we count those in remand?

Or those faithful, their reprimand?

Shall we look at the callous faces of the wicked and

Or to the faces of the so called nature mother and her land

Which her children had turned all evil and not so bland?

Who should we blame for all these misfortunes?

Ourselves that we see as the most fortuned?

Or those wanted to do better as human but not opportune?

Can we blame those with filthy lifestyle?

Whose sole aim is make their life less painful?

Or those that have enough but never satisfied?

Or those that stayed in between the world

Rotating on their own free will without dictate?