The Beggars Delight

a pretence of goodness 
dimes on the dollar 
blood on your collar 
pieces of diminutive generosity  
tramps love handouts 
look for direction of the middle class 
one day my colour won’t matter
breaking down the barriers
leisurely indifferent realists 
NYC subways monogramed  
a home but not without help 
is education an institution 
not from a hand out on the train 
New York City is not Rome 
the Socialist wonder in grandeur 
that was New York 
bore by socialist’s clichéd reactions 
be real not an imitation of love 
liberals cater to their self-destruction  
know the established redistribution 
a world survives without a coin filled hand 


Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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