I saw two men
scanning a
garbage tin
Listless
they seemed
like aimless
wanderers
exploring
a mad dream.
Enquired one,
“What do you
search?”
Replied the
other
“Nothing…..
just looked
for
half-burnt
slices of life”.
“And you?”
“Me……
The man was
hesitant
but then
he mumbled
slowly,
“Friend…..
I am in
search
of my
identity.
