I am overfed

The city basked in lights,
all decked up, unsure ,fumbling,secretly excited new bride,
cynosure of all eyes,touched, cleaned and rinsed.
The crockery looks new - polished.
Looks like family outing, Picnic for the nation.
" Can you buy me a bread? my kids are hungry."Who disturbs this nation's dream walk into the echeleons of a bright future?
I follow the frail hands to the owner, Sunken cheeks, long proud nose, Kid wraped around his waist, flowing nose.
Who si this urchin? perhaps a villager displaced by an eveil landlord, drought, famine ... ummmm may be flood. I dont know any other reason.
I shrugged and gave him five ruppees. Kid looks at my plate,perplexed at what I eat?
The man returns the money and again asks for bread," cant buy anything in this money!"
Who is this soul? The nation has moved beyond him. The umblical cord is cut, the nation recognises him no more.
Now i see, he si the abondened child of development.
Bright beautiful lights, all decked up,unsure ,fumbling,secretly excited new bride,
cynosure of all eyes,touched, cleaned and rinsed.
The crockery looks new - polished.
" I am tired of overeating " need to loose weight.
The nation has moved ahead.