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A beggar's life stained his leathered skin
paranoia drove frightened eyes to the ground
hunger lured them back again
With knurled fingers clutching brown bag
the magic within made whole
the once fine coat now tattered rag

Once consumed he fortified
assuming dais in his mind
delivers incoherent diatribes
to business men in silken ties
to office girls preoccupied

As city buses billow toxic smoke
no one cares what words he spoke
and as the magic lost its spell
he lost his desire to rant and rail
now damaged brains form hazy plans
of meager meals in garbage cans

Just as the night reveals the Moon
the beggar seeks his cardboard room
where voices sing demonic tunes
of tortured souls and beggar's doom

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The following comments are for "A Beggar"
by JackGrady

Jack Gradys A Begger
This is dark creepy good. Reminds me of my old career days in L.A., walking along the sidewalk on Wilshire Blvd. on my high-rise way to work, and I would sometimes see these lost souls lying in the streets, or walking along mumbling to themselves. Of course, this could also be a very clever metaphor for something else entirely. Interesting possibilities here.


( Posted by: TheRealKarmaTseringLhamo [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

Thanks for your comment
No clever metaphors here I thought about naming it Regan's Legacy since when he was in office he decided it was not the goverments place to house mentally ill people and emptied the state institutions. Many of them landed on the streets. The beggar I attempted to portray was a schizophrenic alcoholic. Not anyone I know particularly but like you I've seen them on the street. When I first went downtown not being very street savvy when they called me over I would try to carry on a conversation with them. I soon learned to ignore them and just keep walking. A sad state of affairs in my opinion. I'm not so selfish that I would not be willing to pay a little more in taxes so they could get the medicine and care they need. Sorry I know this is suppose to be about poetry but I'm pretty passionate about politics too. Thanks for taking the time to read and leave a comment and may blessings come your way also.

( Posted by: JackGrady [Member] On: September 16, 2007 )

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