Brian Sambourne Poet Rhyme

Giving

Beggar's sign: "Since I am invisible to you, here's my hat for you to ignore."
Beggar returns to find his cap overflowing with coins.

Because people, willfully blind, neglected the vagrant's form?
Because coins in a vacated hat are droplet weapons of scorn?
Because people guilty seize the chance to better someone's life,
                bleak, forlorn?
Bits of silver 
             detached from the heat of quarrel.
             Unseen acceptance,
             a worn-down laurel.

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Sara Kendrick January 5, 2021 at 4:31 AM I can remember when I was a child that the disabled sat in front of stores around the square of town where I live. I know that had to be awful for them. At least now there is some funds set aside for them so they can get a regular monthly check. Thanks for all the visits to my page. Sara Brian Sambourne February 7, 2021 at 5:58 PM Hi Sara You are so thoughtful in your support of soupers. Thank you for your observations. Look after yourself dear lady. Best wishes Brian