Shabby,Unkempt,hapless was he
& a few bread crumbs
in his hands
were all that you could see
Being the only glittering gem
peeking out the ragged skin
& the wrinkled face,
sitting at the corner,near the bin
Slowly savoring every bit of
the bite he could take.
started putting them into mouth
He had after all had his bread cake.
An old friend came unannounced
they knew each other from before,
days gone by of hunger darked.
They had quite a many
dinner out of the waste bin together,
demanding exigent was a friend
and he knew what he wanted,his part of fodder.
The friend licked him relishing the food,
they both smiled
GOD's precious gifts and dined.
And a car went pass them
the closed windows opening
throwing the uneaten ,unused grubs.
all in a fleeting second
The man looked at the car
and then his friend and smiled.
thrown wasted food tasted good.
he always reckoned.