She holds out her hand
because it is all that she can do
she knows begging works
and it’s all that she can do
she has seen death in multitudes
she has seen the price of help
she knows no pride
she cannot afford it anyway
she is not afraid to beg
she knows only that it works
and it is all that she can do
dignity has no place
in a dirty shirt.
and she has never made it’s acquaintance
she knows only need
and kind faces
that give when she begs
anjd it is all that she can do.
But it is not all I can do.
I see her need for dignity
I see her need for medical care
I see her right to love
I see her right to not have to beg
for what should be
a right
on such a fertile planet
with such bloated wealth.
I know,
so I do not stop
It is the least I can do.
