He entertains....

He Entertains

On the route leading home
In the rakes of steel
Through the sea of crowds
He rises with his skill

No light left in his eyes
No life left in his feet
He spreads his shivery palm
As he carves a path with his stick

He entertains,
Deflects our pains
`N` the ordeal that
Commutes along on our rails

He stuns with his deep voice
In lines of joy `n` grief
Of the life he dreams `n`
The mirage in which he lives

As the jingles from his palm
Grow louder with every generous deed
He bows out of the tracks
As he has empty pots to fill

He entertains ……