This reminds me of poem I had written many many years ago, about an old man sitting everyday, on a park bench, and no one takes the time to get to know him...until one day he's no longer there... your poem was beautifully written and stirred sorrow to think that anyone should still ago to beg...in this day and age...not just for their own survival...but for their very dignity...I wish you a joyous day and that what we should all BEG FOR...IS PEACE.
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This reminds me of poem I had written many many years ago, about an old man sitting everyday, on a park bench, and no one takes the time to get to know him...until one day he's no longer there... your poem was beautifully written and stirred sorrow to think that anyone should still ago to beg...in this day and age...not just for their own survival...but for their very dignity...I wish you a joyous day and that what we should all BEG FOR...IS PEACE.