I know what it is to be in need;
What it is to feed on reed.
I'm a beggar,
One with income not close to meagre.
Feeding on crumbs,
Bathed with disdain.
Seen as insane,
And pushed to the tombs.l
With no place to dwell,
No one to tell.
Skinny fingers,
On scrawny body lingers.
Hunger pangs,
Head bangs.
Shaky nerves,
All I've got is wrapped in scarves.
Please share,
Even if it's just a pear.
I have no greed;
I'm just in need.
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