Beautiful Life Poem by Akshat Bharti

Near the gutter
Under the debris
A fresh mass of blob with a soul is found
Unknown, unattended, unidentified
A beautiful life full of risks, dangers, troubles, struggles is waiting
A middleman distracted towards the newly born
Takes him home, no not love or pity but greed of Green paper
Now this life will be sold in the market of minting money
What a spectacular life! !
Young the newly born has become
His house the footpath, just where he was born
Deprived of school, love, parents begging to live
What a wonderful life! !
Teenage, oh what fun it is
To pick pockets and enjoy

And when get caught, get beaten and rejoice
What an amazing life! !
Adult, murders have become common
Oh he wants to become a CON
And once a cop bullet through the head
And here lies the mass of blob again
Near the gutter
Under the debris
And our beautiful life goes on and on …….