Why do you <br />Roll down the window <br />At every red light, <br />To give small change <br />To outstretched hands? <br /> <br />Why encourage <br />Begging, I feel enraged. <br /> <br />Don’t worry <br />I have a keen eye <br />And instinctively <br />Know who are really needy <br /> <br />It makes me <br />Less guilty. <br />When I pray <br />I am always <br />Asking God for something <br /> <br />What, when my turn <br />Came in the queue, <br />He said, run <br />I have nothing <br />Left for you.<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-good-question-2/
