Child of Resilience

I am not my eyes,
I am not my clothes or the lack of it,
My bony knees are strong, they carry their share,
I am a child of resilience,
I fall, I cry, but I never stay down long,
Everyone around me is crying inside,
My cries too are lost in that noise.

Your food, knick-knacks are of no use to me,
I beg, you provide,
 I steal, you deride,
I plead, you smile,
I cry, you go home and forget all about me.

Image Credit - Aditi Kuber