Rough, dirty and unkept
In the heart of the highway
Three blind beggars wept
'Have mercy' they say
With teeth dark as the night
Their lips sore and dry
This beggars had no sight
Yet still, they smile.
'Why not', the city's blessed
The dwellers are great
A million will fall, 'yes'
If a beggar has faith.
I do, but no hope
Am clean without a penny
I see but cannot cope
Dear Lord, I need this money.
©silent-pen
S