the beggars on the street

The beggars on the street

The unkempt clothing struggling to live

Some are real homeless; some are fakes

They are to milk for meals or monies

Some find a way to play lazy

Begging for alms as a living

They don't want to work

They find it hard in rules and cages

Some are real beggars

They have lost everything

This is the last resort they turned into

Living on the street

Maybe they are the reason

The testing of one's faith

Will you give to the poor and homeless?

Will there be compassion for the lost souls?

Think what we may

It is the testing of one's believe

There are beggars; there are fakes

It is up to us to think on our faith