What\'s a beggar without a hide
The lowest profession a man could find
To humble yourself to go so low
Without a hide you wouldn\'t show
Putting your trust in the generosity of man
Seems to me a feeble plan
But persistence pays, have a go...
Same spot most days
Making a show.
Don\'t judge them
Many I knew have now moved on to something new...
Or maybe just passed away?
I wonder how many have gone this way.
They may have been angels?
Was unaware...
Sharing a portion without a care...
Am I also a beggar bought with disgrace
Finding joy in another\'s face
Give me a forehead harder than flint
And a heart so soft it only squints...
In his rest
See the light
A hide so thick
No need to fight.