Here Goes A Beggar Boy

When I came to this world, Born was I a free bird— Worry was there nor yet a let, Easy were my needs met. On my wish world to greet God gave me eyes and feet, ‘Pon my wish, world to hear A pair of ears that I do hear. And hungry I hardly went— Mother's milk enough He sent; Variety of food He sent with, I grew when pearly white set of teeth. But as I grew, I learnt to nag, Whatso ere was my bare need Which, greater grew now unto greed, My prayers were alibis to beg. My fond wishes turned to wants, Wants grew as wanton weeds, Dreams, into den of daunting haunts— And unto penitent mind's pleads. Sent here to celebrate blissful joy, Look here goes a mere beggar boy! _________________________________________ _ Reflections | 09.09.07 |