Last sight...

All are invited.Powerful and Super-Powerful.Rich and Super-rich.

Its last few days of live show.On display are the live dirt of your city which will soon become history.

You won't find them even in zoos.But may be in few nature parks.And only in cages.On display,purely for the sake of explaining the history.

Our city is on cleaning drive.Every bit or dirt is removed.Every trace of ugly sight is cleared.
This drive has been on for quite some time.Lots of rules and laws etc have been made to ensure our cities dirt free.Our governments have worked overtime to beautify the city and it shows.

With tons of garbage, waste, spit what is also removed from sight is the ugly character of the city we all know as destitutes, abondoned, helpless units.They were once live and known as persons.However,despite the efforts made by few insane retired oldies and some misdirected,aimless ,raw youth energy,they were never given the status of human beings.

Very soon,these live homeless and supportless units will be out of our cities and given the high numbers that they once had,its a huge task that our governments have completed.

Come,let us all come together and congratulate our systems for getting rid of those who were crippling the systems.

Lets celebrate.

Selective Truth....

Very often police or the civic authorities of the city pick me up and process me under various systems.They claim those systems have been created for my convenience and safety.But i feel those systems have been created to keep me out of system.
They ask where have i come from.They want to know who am i.They want me to prove if i actually exist.
When i say i'm from this very city,that i have been staying here for several years,they don't believe.They ask if i have any document to support what am saying!
Whenever i attempted to get a document made,they asked if i had any other document that would support the claim of my existence.
Whenever i tried getting that 'any other document', systems there required me to produce yet another document in order to make me eligible for this 'any other document'.
Caught in this cycle of evidences,i failed to prove existence of my being even once.
Everytime my words are met with suspicion.Am never trusted.I'm treated like this worthless person who deserves to be not-trusted,someone who is suppose to be telling only the 'lies'. And i learn that the proofs for my existence are the documents that i have failed to acquire.
But when i tell the same authorities that i'm from another city or state,am not asked any further question.What i say is never doubted.Nobody asks me for any document to ascertain if i am telling the truth.
Every word that i say is taken as complete truth and very frequently i find myself in the huge numbers that these authorities project repeatedly and claim to be struggling with.
But i don't understand these numbers.I don't understand why do they say i am from some other part.I don't know those regions.Because i have been in this city for so so many years.
I don't remember being anywhere else.
Who am i?
I'm a homeless person who has been sleeping in this particular corner of this very street for almost a decade but still has no permanent address.