saw a ragged man on the street
don’t know how long he’d been beat
up on the corner of main & 16th i think
take a drink off the cap
of my creamy mocha frap
and just glance per chance
on the sign propped up by
his thigh (more bone than leg), it read:
“I beg, not because I’m a bum on the run, drinking rum;
just looking for some compassion. ‘Cause
I’ve been down some dirty roads in my life:
Lost the kids and the wife, yet couldn’t take
the bullet or the knife. It’s strife. So
spare me the motivational speech. I beseech you:
I really just want something to eat.”
by: casschan - written april 18, 2009 at 2am, before my bio121 final that day
don’t know how long he’d been beat
up on the corner of main & 16th i think
take a drink off the cap
of my creamy mocha frap
and just glance per chance
on the sign propped up by
his thigh (more bone than leg), it read:
“I beg, not because I’m a bum on the run, drinking rum;
just looking for some compassion. ‘Cause
I’ve been down some dirty roads in my life:
Lost the kids and the wife, yet couldn’t take
the bullet or the knife. It’s strife. So
spare me the motivational speech. I beseech you:
I really just want something to eat.”
by: casschan - written april 18, 2009 at 2am, before my bio121 final that day