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Array ( [sid] => 109257 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Beggar [time] => 2005-11-07 19:09:56 [hometext] => I thought I'd try something a little different this time. [bodytext] => There on the street corner he stands
Gaunt, tattered and filthy too
Begging for more money with each passer by
His dilapidated stocking cap atop his matted hair
A scruffy beard upon his face
As I approached his out-stretched hand held a tin cup
His hazel gray eyes searching
I was feeling some disgust and smug piety
So I just walked on by
He must have noticed the condescending look in my eye


An inner voice spoke, Thank God for those who are in need

Why in the world would you say we should be grateful for them?

Well, if everyone were perfect, who would need you or me?

Yes, that's right, everyone could take care of themself

Oh how sad this world would be, if no one needed to be cared for by society

Yes, we would all be independent and free

Where is the opportunity to help and to serve?
The chance to accept a helping hand?
Less able to show our love and caring!
Right now God is there with love and protection,
As only He is perfection

Is being imperfect so bad
When we realize what perfection demands?
At least I know I can make mistakes!
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The Beggar

Contributed by Willofree on Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 07:09:56 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



There on the street corner he stands
Gaunt, tattered and filthy too
Begging for more money with each passer by
His dilapidated stocking cap atop his matted hair
A scruffy beard upon his face
As I approached his out-stretched hand held a tin cup
His hazel gray eyes searching
I was feeling some disgust and smug piety
So I just walked on by
He must have noticed the condescending look in my eye


An inner voice spoke, Thank God for those who are in need

Why in the world would you say we should be grateful for them?

Well, if everyone were perfect, who would need you or me?

Yes, that's right, everyone could take care of themself

Oh how sad this world would be, if no one needed to be cared for by society

Yes, we would all be independent and free

Where is the opportunity to help and to serve?
The chance to accept a helping hand?
Less able to show our love and caring!
Right now God is there with love and protection,
As only He is perfection

Is being imperfect so bad
When we realize what perfection demands?
At least I know I can make mistakes!




Copyright © Willofree ... [ 2005-11-07 19:09:56]
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Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by grim6669 on Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 07:28:47 PM AEST
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SUCH A STRONG WRITING...I LIKE HOW YOU DID THIS...GOOD JOB...KEEP IT UP...
*~AMBER~*


Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 07:32:42 PM AEST
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i still dont understand how that would feed him because we can take care of our selves doesnt mean we want to as an ex homeless person i didnt want to live let alone help myself i wanted to stay away from reality as much as i can til they day someone stabed me or shot me as they usually do on the street
r.m.wilder


Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 07:46:18 PM AEST
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Will an absolutely outstanding piece of poetry you have presented us with. Thought provoking and deep.
Is being imperfect so bad
When we realize what perfection demands?
At least I know I can make mistakes!
This is so true. Well done and keep penning.
*hugs*
sue


Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 7th November 2005 @ 10:15:55 PM AEST
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Outstanding bit of writing, Will... Keep them coming...
Jenni


Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 13th November 2005 @ 04:22:29 AM AEST
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I fed a man for years, he lived in a cardboard box, I served him his lunch... I found out just a couple years ago, he saved a family of 7 in a fire.. he could have taken the money for his good deeds, but he said his lifestyle was in the streets... the police gave him shelter in the winter months, he finally died of pneumonia... I miss him, a kind old man, if I find another him, I will feed him lunch too. I do not explain to myself why certain people do what they do, except that this man saved a family... I just help in any way I can... that is my God given rights in my heart... thank you for this poem..

Raquel Leah :D


Re: The Beggar (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Sunday, 13th November 2005 @ 09:28:19 PM AEST
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A very honest write Will, and straight to the point. Very well done, and thought-provoking. I think everyone should want to help where/when they can...Good job.


Scorp.




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