A Story of Fighting Chance
Setting is a beggar on a street in the middle ages
It was very hard for this young man who felt he was in cages
He walked upon a dark alley and laid down on the rocky soil
As he lay down he could smell gas or oil
He notice some shadows and whispering voices
The young man had heard that they were making choices
The shadows said lets burn it down
As they spoke kill the royal people wearing crown
Suddenly the young man yelled as a beggar they did not listen
He throws rocks and bottles at the shadows he felt he was chosen
He was chosen to warn these people who did not care for him
As the shadows disappeared guards came out and the fire dim
The beggar was ignored and soon the royal came out
As a young lady walked out she smelled the oil and gas
She spoke her mind and said with voice rash
Did you stop the building from starting on fire?
The guards said we heard a beggar yelling and he sounded dire
The lady who just became royalty crowned and blessed
She wanted to find this beggar that saved her crest
Many months passed and finally found the beggar on the side of the street
All burned up and nothing to eat
She knelt on her knees and told the beggar stand up
I shall reward you for you saved my life and gave him a drink out of a cup
Fortune smiled on the beggar who did a good deed
Without any questions as fast as a steed
Life gives a present with each good choice made
This Beggar was not afraid
Life goes on
Is never gone!
Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2022
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