#Streeetism

[theempirewrites]

NO PAIN NO GAIN

NO PAIN NO GAIN With nowhere to call home Grateful for their place of solace It is not entirely their doings but for the confrontations of the unbearable

No pain no gainAn anthem for the braveWhose humble abode is the humble CircleWhere they struggle to make ends meet Proud in the armor of tattered shirtsRunning helter skelterFrom market squares to stationsWith the support of unclothed legsPrivileged under heavy sack loadsWith tiny rivulets quenching their thirstsPickpocketing for bread of no butterAnd receiving alms as their daily…