Silent Beg

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem about a homeless man who is killed for the meager amount he has collected in his tin can.
Written: 2006

Submitted: July 06, 2008

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Welcome rays of sunshine
Rows of daisies, so similar
Happy harmony of birds
The Sabbath route, too

Familiar face;
The man with no home
Through sunlight and dark
Sitting always

Alone a penny lies as
A silent beg. He waves.
Before i gesture my shoulder tugs
As mum drags me

Away in the distance
The holy house sings
Calling our presence
Luring us

Inside, angels from above
Come to protect and guide
the fragile soul within,
the mind and body

Outside, foreseeing misery to befall
Clouds gather in Gods hand
All eyes telling the story
Of where once sat the homeless

Man on the floor
A crimson puddle surrounds
So still, so surreal
Making no

Sounds behind grow frantic
As God himself appears to weep
Why did He sanction such suffering
Destined to eternal

Sleep tight.
The angel, the dignity
of the man who did no wrong,
His silent beg,
Gone.


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