Under the burning Sun in a corner of a busy road
He begs with a smile like an actor of a movie
And his till is full of notes,
Someone painted the money in different colours.
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The truly poor of this world are those who have empty souls. No amount of money could compensate a man for that. A very wise poem, Nimal. Kind regards, Sandra
Even the poorest of the poor wear a mask and many clowns are sad inside. I wonder why he painted the notes. It obviously didn't make him feel any better. Profound penning Nimal. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxx