Unwanted Crime
'why r orphans for? ? '
maybe for this...
i was starving and was thirsty
no one took pains for me
melancholy was heard all around
for a living i stole food
my career began by stealing food
dawdlingly i pick-pocketed
then i started shop-lifting
i was very happy to earn easy cash
i joined a mob
we planned for a bank-robbery
accidently i killed the accountant
i have my dangling in two days
still left unanswered;
why r orphans for?
poem by Sakshi Mathur
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