Weeping of a Vagrant
And I stand in the center or middle Sometimes in front... Always longing for something ? Yet goes disappointed.. My needs are not written My wants are not hidden I swallow what you give me I sleep when I find emptied.. I pray ! I cry and ultimately I beg... Not to Christ or Allah but To You Comment on it! A business Comment on it! A robbery But truly its just "begging " My palms are visible for your eyes Still the tears behind my eyes are always invisible To anyone... in this world I beg not for food but for mercy I find it very rare among you To anyone... in this world Be born wit humanity more than humans
And I stand in the center or middle Sometimes in front... Always longing for something ? Yet goes disappointed.. My needs are not written My wants are not hidden I swallow what you give me I sleep when I find emptied.. I pray ! I cry and ultimately I beg... Not to Christ or Allah but To You Comment on it! A business Comment on it! A robbery But truly its just "begging " My palms are visible for your eyes Still the tears behind my eyes are always invisible To anyone... in this world I beg not for food but for mercy I find it very rare among you To anyone... in this world Be born wit humanity more than humans
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