Walk On By
Anguished stares and pleading eyes,
beg for food with empty bowls.
For abject poverty thrives,
where death stalks forgotten souls.
Foul odors cling to the air;
as hunger unsheathes its claws.
And the pain is hard to bear;
when starvation bites and gnaws.
Bellies growl at passersby,
while cripples are forced to crawl.
But hard hearts ignore their cry;
as the weak stumble and fall.
At night, alone with their fears,
sleep morphs into nightmare screams.
For gaunt faces etched with tears;
find no happiness in dreams.
Their treatment is inhumane;
yet people just walk on by.
And subjected to disdain;
these beggars are left to die.
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