True Heart

a poem by Aravindan Srinivasan

There was once a beggar named Su
Who lived his life like a dew
Early to bed and early to rise
He had seen everything from sunrise
And thy he went looking for his destiny
Mark my words “he wasn’t any little pony”
Su came across this little boy one day
Who stuck himself in a corner of the highway
Alas came a speeding truck
The boy started crossing the road and he was awe struck
Voice didn’t emanate from his mouth
The beggar was stuck in shock as a strut
As he heard the screeching of the wheel
The beggar came to his senses in a feel
Made a dive and rescued the boy
Giving into eternal joy.
Destiny unfold, thy he wished would be everyone
Until this day he regrets none.