No Verdict

Oblivious in all fields they walk,

Not concerned with mere conclusions.

Pain they suffer like an obstinate mind,

Cry in dark but never lose faith.

Nothing so polished in their den,

Morning to night no knowledge of grain.

Cushion and bed are dreams of the night,

Prayers are possible remedies in plight.

Strange whereabouts and no specific stay,

Together they stick and play.

Filled with desire in eyes they sleep and wake,

The poor count the stars for pleasure's sake.

Boundaries never surround the soul,

It rejoices in actions of its own.

Defined with status, happiness is fake,

Judgement in words, it never takes.

Born to different origin unknown,

Under his care, they come and grow.

Tied up by humanities rope,

With capabilities, they speak and go.