We were in a small coffee shop
Two customers arrive
“Five coffees, two for us; three pending”
They drink two and pay for five.
“What’s a pending coffee?” I ask
“Ah, you wait and see”
Two young girls then arrive
And they pay normally.
A poor man enters the place
And to the waiter he goes.
“If you have any pending coffees”
He says, “May I have one of those?”
This is a type of charity
An idea born in Napoli
Strangers pay for pending coffees
Which the poor then get for free.
So the next time you’re in a coffee shop
Think of the needy and the poor
Order yourself your own coffee
And pay for several more.
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Author:
Michael Champion (
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- Category: Friendship
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THANKS MICHAEL ~ Beautifully structured poem. Viva Napoli ! Where I lived one of the churches ran a Coffee Bar for the homeless. Coffee and a cake was 10p ! Well patronised. I like the idea of "pending coffee" it give the Urban Poor a chance to have a real coffee (as in Italy) with the hoi-poloi and not just with other "downonluckers". Thanks for sharing and being my Friend ~ BRIAN
What an,awesome idea, I will have to pass it along. Great write
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