GHAZAL
We were the beggars of the world, where our skin was
nurtured by the uncharted beast, just yesterday,
We were the people begging for arms to outlast a lifetime
like rodents on the feast, just yesterday.
We were strewed like raindrops on slippery glass, and left
full of tumultuous voices,
We knocked on the window next to you where you sat not
too long ago but after the priest, just yesterday.
We went broke throughout the day and survived our life
with great care, from moving street to street,
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