Thursday, May 10, 2012

Dear Mr. Beggar

You see me drive past you
Every day at 5:35pm
Same gesture, same response
That feeling, from me to you
I would like to make a difference
To give a new response today
Share what you don't have
To bless you in some way
To meet your hopes
You see the car
You see the phone
You see the handbag
The nails, hair, dress, shoes...
I see your face
I see your dry parched lips
I see the slowness of your body
The nails, hair, rags, feet....
You do not see me
And I do not see you
Days are filled with a desk and chair
While you laze in the shade
Debt collectors on the phone
Traffic, people and birds fill the air
Petrol price increase pinches
Strong legs you have
All I have is a bill
All you have is a blessing
One day the window will roll down
This time it will be me
Today I sit
And wonder if I will see you again tomorrow
At 5:35pm