Beggars

Have you ever seen those souls brokenhearted clothes in rags enfold in human shells just as a poor

Sitting by the roadside or wandering around begging for morsels much more than for compassion and love

Extremely looking into their eyes you'll notice the pain and torture they've been going through which will melt your heart for pity

All they are hoping is for us to hear their souls crying and be so kind but that's not exactly what they get from us

Instead, we cloak a solution to their unspoken problems by giving them the little we have

But we turn them down which resulted in them being shattered inside

Oh! this soul

On the cause of stretching their feeble hands to beg a sign of hardship instantly showed-up

They remain homeless and hopeless just roaming around the street barefooted

They're just too familiar with hunger and thirst being their companions

They're beggars