“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;…”
– [‘The Fellowship of the Ring’ by J. R. R. Tolkien]
Having lost my ways among a few friends and kin,
I found myself in the millions again;
in a million hungry faces
and in a million stony eyes
that grazed the streets through gloomy days and nights
struggling just to exist, let alone be alive!
Having lost my sleep on a cozy bed,
I found it back in the millions that slept
like astray cats and dogs on pavements,
frozen from the chill beneath the cold, empty sky.
Having lost my appetite and desire
among the privileged minority,
those guilty too of willful ignorance,
I found them back in the millions again;
in a million that exist through their life
ever yearning just to live for a day!