
Brands
Walking down the street
Saw a homeless man
Staring at the lamp post
Where his belongings hanged
Back to the wall
Of fancy boutique
He sat unaware
Unclean and weak
Not acknowledging him
Affluence milled around
He too neglected
Could see through their guise
Damaged goods they were
As far as he thought
Finest of the brands
Preventing their falling apart
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Profound poem Shashi
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