Living As Raised It wasn’t born there but soon turned out as home and place of work Coming from miles away to settle there in comfort with no single dream of ever returning home. The sun finds it there and so does the darkness A friend to nature and a stranger to people Early In the morning it stretches its arms to whoever will see the hand And drop in a coin or paper, it minds not.
The man who loved the woman ran away from the woman’s big belly He sought for it but couldn’t maintain it; she carried it for years but later Escaped after dropping a being of a kind, She run away to find a better life Yet she left another behind. It has no tears that even the smile is innocent Just like its unseen parents, Hopes for a future, and stands as a master of the streets. Soon graduating and aging in theft as Tenure of a daily routine for the fittest Like the parents run away, it takes its lifetime running from authority for survival And standing no fear or risk of life baked the hard way in order to benefit Living at a percentage of 0% morals Caring for none; because none cared too.