Ignoring the sound of fast crossing trains
And trains halting late at the station
The maddened crowds
In search of their berths and seats
Rushing into compartments
But he is eating the thrown biscuits
And hearing the terrible noise of his belly
The inward sound of hunger
Echoing louder and louder
Like that of thunder
Copyright @poet,18 January,2019

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