Lockdown

The man In locked down

Not rich, few things are left at home

Searching for the money he kept  

Coins he scattered

Bending down , picking them

Thinking how to survive

Looking inside kitchen

Potatoes are there

Shelves are empty.

Searching for other groceries and medicine

He is confused, will he be fired or

Suspended from job, anxiety in his heart, 

But earning is necessity.

He is sad as he is neither Green Card holder nor a permanent employee,

He is just,

An immigrant of other country.

He ran towards the market before it close down

Reached to the store,

His fingers tapping the buttons of calculator, before reaching the counter.

The wallet he threw at home with a thud,

Emptying all his pockets to collecting every penny

The knees he never bent among anyone,

 he worked hard to gather his hard earned money!

But

To him life is not so easy

A proud hard working man

Who came to earn money

He left his family, country and city!

Left everything but not his dignity !!!