Song of life….

On the busy street of London, by every hour and every season
A beggar sang all day and made a living for a petty reason
He weaved his songs carefully about nature, people and strife
Dressed in ragged clothes, he sung the “song of life”

The song was about people who had struggled hard to succeed
It was about embracing failures and learning from noble deeds
He sung the subtle melancholy and captured peoples mind
He slyly sensed people’s reaction in spite of being blind

The song brought out tears that trickled down people’s cheeks
He answered every question, which every human seeks
The song taught people to overcome ego, distress and fears
He backed the song with his violin and it mellowed down the ears

He sat alone under the lamppost, with a cloth spread on the street
He had no one to support him neither did any passerby greet
People were either deeply moved, by his wisdom so sublime or
They just silently walked away at an expense of one-dime