The beggars on the streets
They aren't shy or timid
They know they want to live
On the sympathy of others
They come during busy days
When patrons throng the hawkers' stalls
So many people alone, with friends or families
The beggars put on their miserable faces
They beg for a dollar sometimes two
Telling the favorite line to all
“We haven't eaten give us the money”
They just look with eyes of hope
When we chance upon them
They buy cheap drinks to get high
On the 5 foot ways lying down
Of dreams of reality of fools....
The beggars on the streets
Sometimes it is a test of faith
We never know when our lives are tested
As we walk on our lives
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