My feet are grilled like chicken's legs,
I got no wings though, so, I've to take steps,
On the path, I'm travelling and perhaps my destiny likes non-veg,
And it gets to touch feet to eat, so, how am I gonna be blessed?
The day we took birth on the earth,
We've been gifted the power of imagination,
So, that we can divert-
our minds during tough times and have patience.
My stomach is an empty plate,
Food is yet to come.
I'm curious how it's gonna taste,
But till then I'm providing my mind with some.
I am gonna share the food,
Once I'm successfully fed.
I imagine only good,
Coz my reality is mostly bad!
© A Mystery
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