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The beggar

A poem

Photo by Qasim Sadiq on Unsplash

In this chaotic town Sitting on a slab Gray and dusty. The beggar Beauty with sky eyes Red floods her face Hiding her pale skin, shyness

Stand up the blind father Seeming to fix a point Watching for noises Thanks to every passerby The day goes by, the sun is fading The beggar gets up they leave.

The beggar of the blind father Outstretched arm She offered passers-by Part of his dignity Free or for one piece We pay or not, Both humiliate us.

Far away a storm is brewing Our sky is darkening In the tumult of life Tomorrow we will forget.

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