A madman

Stopping by every passenger
Begging for alms,
I saw a madman
Spreading his arms.
With pity in his eyes
Not pressing for coins
Neither using single word
He walked away holding his stocks.
I did not feel pity;
Just happened to have this thought,
Would I be so at peace, like him,
Had I been at loss.

By- Vinod

Regards,
Vinod Jadhav