Beggar

I am that beggar

Who sits

Beside the highway.

Pale is my face,

Disheveled is my hair

And tatty is my cloth.

Paltry payment

Of my enormous love

Even my fate

Never demands

From you.

Alonesome life

And

Dead dream

See the tumult

In the crowd,

But lips

Don't say anything.

Awaiting

An eagle chauffeur

To trample me,

I never respond

To any sound.

Yes, awaiting

An eagle chauffeur

To trample me,

I never respond

To any sound.