Beggar… by Osalam Wosu 


My mind a bowl of alms was made

to beg of learning’s little coins.

With filthy crumbs that fell off it’s tables 

I prided my stomach 

and cram it I did. 


A Pandit I am

From the crumbs I gobbled

On the clouds I sought refuge 

But on Earth’s stones I stumbled 

Time had come for a beggar to beg off my table

Alas! I see

My crumbs carry no worth

if not in time of trouble.


©2017 2edged Pen 


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