The beggar on the street
Sitting by the five foot way
Eyes full of sorrow broken spirit
Hard life under the warm breeze
Sitting by the five foot way
Eyes full of sorrow broken spirit
Hard life under the warm breeze
The begging of alms
For the days are down
The beggar has lost
Even self pity
As he waits
For the good hearted people
Walking along the 5 foot way
Many will ignore the beggar
No second look no pity
For life is upside down
You make a choice
Win or lose it
It is life
The eyes of no hope
Only the charity of many
Sitting on the 5 foot way
For alms he hopes to get
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