Begging And Struggling For Light
POEM
Beggars looked in my direction,
And I felt like one of them
I looked back and resonated with so much they were going through
I’d seen them
Day in, day out
Sitting, waiting, hoping, begging
All I could do was to wonder, what’s next?
What are they hoping for?
Where is their help coming from?
I’d seen them
Day…