Aishichchha Dutta, VIII A (2019 – 20)

Walking the solitary streets,
At this unearthly hour?
Why not? This is where he sleeps.
Shivering in the cold,
With hunger strengthening its hold
Upon his little stomach.
Still, polite he remains and
Honesty he values.
I ask myself,
What does he get by being so good?
“God’s company” he says.