Bare ribs, bones you see whenever,
Alms nor aid, give as if you owe,
Breadcrumbs if not bread, no favour,
Now that you have, O give and go.
Before wiping beads of your sweat,
Think of dabbing poverty’s tears,
Take one lamp off your glitzy gate,
Watch how it fights off neighbour’s fears.
See if a...
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