Alms Giving. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

An old gentleman, a wealthy man
Always in complaint of begging
Beggars he mostly hate
when it is morning and a man comes
Asks for alms he will shout
This is morning time not to give alms
Come another evening if you want
When he comes evening in other day
His body language changes in to anger
This is an auspicious day I can't mind
The alms man returns with a curse
Begging the last resort of life
Never a human being finds it a way
To lead a life in alms, in alms house
A desperate attempt for life existence
When all doors of avenues are closed.