Wednesday, February 26, 2014

043. A Story Of A Beggar Man Comments

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I am a poor beggar man
living on the dirty streets
wrapped up in fading blankets
and old torn newspapers
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Jaden Knight
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Bri Edwards 21 March 2015

and don’t throw abuse or litter but give them help ............................................my favorite lines. :) by piercing do you refer to intravenous drug use; like an addict? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - my favorite stanza: Call me what you want from your posh vehicles I don’t care any more rubbish litters the streets thrown by rude shoppers Terrific, hard-hitting poem, by a true humanitarian. but i don't get the Crying school kids exclusion from your pity/help. What ARE crying school kids? . you must have a good explanation for that, i suppose. though there are probably a lot of beggars who don't need to beg, there are also probably people who need some 'real help', even though you doubt the reality of their professed or implied situations. to MyPoemLIst. thanks for sharing. have a craze as day! bri

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Claudge Ben-at 31 October 2014

Almost all in an instance of fury. A beggar always stays a beggar. My place is predictable at streets.

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