Some blessings had fallen on

the roadside, en route their destination.

They were waving and jumping

over each other to draw

the attention of the passersby,

hoping to latch on to a troubled soul

and come to some fruition.

Many noticed them,

waved back at them,

even stopped to feel their benediction,

but no one picked them.

Who needs blessings these days?

People have too much

confidence in their own abilities.

Dodging the erratic passing traffic

and evading the feral kittens,

the blessings got smeared with dust.

Their skin shrivelled, and

they lost their colour.

They turned into curses

and started growling.

Whoever saw them after that,

passed them from a distance,

frowning at them with disgust.

People do not have even that much confidence in their own abilities