Poems for Valentine’s Day. God Bless You by Indian poet Yamuna Venugopal. Enjoy your day, Yareah friends. Art is everywhere and up to you.
God bless you
He sits across the mall
And cranes his neck sometimes
To see how the sun hugs the cloud
Across the mall that is sky high
He sits on a board
With four wheels replacing his two legs
On a board steered by his hands like an oar for a boat
Only there’s no water but concrete road
He sits with hunger written all over his thin sagging frame
A light brown vest that may well have been white
Hair thick as a bush and beard long enough to hide his neck
Both knotted and white, years of not washing or dy(e)ing
At times he begs At times he laughs
Only the mad and the wise laugh on their own
Other times he observes: the coming and going of people
From across the mall
What does god mean to him?
Someone unjust? Someone cruel?
Someone who messes up the things?
Someone who means nothing?
I walk across to him
And give him a dime
He looks at me and nods
He mutters “God bless you!”