A BEGGER, A THIEF

            A BEGGER, A THIEF


 He wanders the streets, a taste for food, 
 A thirst for drink,

 Cold to the bones, waiting for a warm place 
 To sleep.

 Asking for that which comforts his pain,


 Pride and self respect are put aside.


 A human being, a man with a story,


 A begger today without any glory.


 Taking what he wants, no morals or remorse,


 Criminal thought's, a good man not.


 Working for nothing, he does not care,


 He steals anything, he has no heart.


 A thief many times over, a quitter of sorts,


 A begger, a thief, so many differences of course.


               Keith Garrett 

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