The penniless beggar searching for warmth closely crouches before the fire, or sun only can warm him certain times. He lays curled at night to keep him warm under the starlit or the darkest skies, eats the portion that he has got tangled in chains of aimless hope, always with the heart of an helpless prisoner.
The family shows love and care when a Man takes care of his family, as his body withers of ageing, closing in for the dissolution, no one not his nearest ones have a thought on how he feels.
I have taken refuge at thy feet, praying for my transgressions, Protect me and forgive me O lord the sin slayer.
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