The shifty shadowy figure
Stmbled down the half lit street
Hiding his face fromthose he did meet
Painful his steps awkward his gait
Anxious to get to the spot
Which when shaded would not be too hot
Where the day he would spend
Begging in an old raspy voice
Offering drawings "Come make your choice"
Only a few dollars he made
To buy can of soup and bread
'Til he was found in the park quite dead
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This is a very sad tale...
ReplyDeleteA sad truth. There is no excuse for this in a country like ours. Scandalous. We are wealthy enough to look after our own.
ReplyDeletethat is so sad
ReplyDeleteConsidering how much the straight up bums can rake it in, it's a real pity that someone who is at least trying should end like this.
ReplyDeleteThere but for the grace... Sad, poignant, a tale of our times
ReplyDeleteThe nameless left to fend for themselves the best way possible. A pity but many in a similar situation! More so in impending bad times!
ReplyDeleteHank