the streets beggars

The streets of beggars
Lazy people or genuine ones?
Casting sorrowful eyes arms asking alms
Will we give or we just pass them by?

The dirty clothes
The unkempt state of being
The hardship the beggars go
Sometimes there are professionals
Winking at our soft hearts
“Help me make the day”

By nature people will help
It is through syndicated organization

brought in beggars
Parade them on the streets
Begging for a living

We give in pure thoughts
Let those who acted as beggars
Carry their own sins
When they face the Lord

The streets beggars
We see how they suffer
Begging for a living
The tempting of our faith