How I wish

I see her lope across

Naked and scruffy

Sure in a moment,

a lady would come running-

“Oh my child, away from the road”

or something like that

I thought!

Yet none comes around

Then I pace,

still in marvel;

Only few steps away

then another!

Him even worse

I count ribs;

his frail looking chest

and skin, pale and stiff

as object of a rough draft

Then again and again,

they pop out from angles,

hanging on poles and sign boards

tongues darting out

like hungry cobras crawling

ready to strike man’s heal.

Cars drive, men meander around

yet none seems dazed as I

Oh feeble offspring

of sloppy humanity

how I wish!

someone hears your stomachs roar

Yet be calm

for He that let you live

shall keep you secure