The Beggar
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I was once homeless for six months I wrote this partly from my own experience
He sits there on the pavement
Under an unforgiving sky
As rain pours down he pleads for help
But the people just pass by
His little dog lies at his feet
There's a tin cup by his side
He's wrapped in a torn dirty blanket
But still he is denied
By him stands a notice
Made from a tatty torn card
Saying “homeless please will you help me”
Life on the streets is hard
In his cup there's two pounds fifty
Not even enough for a meal
He will feed his dog before he feeds himself
But he'll never resort to steal
He once had money he once had a job
Until they let him go
He once had a house and a wife and kids
Now he's out in the rain and snow
Will no one take pity on this poor man?
Will nobody stop to talk?
If they did they may see the man he once was
But they just turn their heads and walk
So if you see a beggar there on the street
Please don't walk on by
Give him your time and something to eat
Or there on the street he may die
Just remember he could be you
If your life took a turn for the worse
So show some compassion show some love
Open your heart and your purse
I hope these lines have brought home to you
The pain of a homeless life
Just think when you're home in your nice warm house
Of him and his struggle for life
Copyright © Denis Briggs | Year Posted 2018
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