Beggar Man!
I saw you there resting
your chair near the door.
Long Black hair dirty
Needing a bath. smiling.
Red and green stick figure Jesus
Pictures you offered. Grinning.
I was moved by your plight.
Almost giving you my dollar.
Dark Eyes shining, pitiful.
I prayed Jesus would forgive me.
Poor people's change jingling
as it fell into your bucket.
You paid for a juice with a big bill.
Your chair blocking the long line.
Rolling away to the fartherest space.
Standing to toss your chair into the car.
Counting the ones. Pouring their change
into your backseat bucket. Laughing.
Driving away in your red convertible.
baseball cap pulled low over shifty eyes.
The blond next to you chattering
no pity for a cripple in her adoring eyes.
I hope your Jesus on torn poster
board forgives YOU! Beggar Man!
Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2008
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