On the naked floor of the railway, I saw a mother sleeping with her son on her,
“ Maa, it’s freezing,” said the son, and Maa covered him with some rags beside and hugged him tight;
His father is begging at the entrance for some rupees; it's already 2 am,
and the whole family is starving;
Someone gave him a pack of biscuits; he ran to feed his family and himself slept empty,
Though there’s no shelter or cover, the family is celebrating having biscuits,
Alas, celebration is now over; mother is teary-eyed, and father is again begging;
He’s begging for help as his son’s temperature is burning, some gave him rupees and some were not even bothering;
I ran and took him to the hospital with some rest and medications; he’s now normal;
He told me how his friends are trapped in illegal activities for money and they are still safe from this atrocity,
I realize how ugly poverty is; some don’t get food and some don’t even get to live a decent life;
Some beat them out of frustration; some give them false hopes to fill their pockets;
Some do not even consider them human, and according to some, they deserve to be in slums;
God forgive, poverty is gravely punishing, and some have to face this punishment without being guilty.