Beggar, who?

The beggar begins his day
Reaches his spot
A dog hurries wags n paces
Is served.

Steady strides stop with the sight
Of concern for the cornered
Destitution does not derail his dedication
For a stranded stray dog
Food finds fissures.

We observe move forget.
Where to?
What lies ahead in a bumpy circular path?
The mounds spiral into hills
Space collapses
Cyclic suffocation.

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