Waiting For Change

 

Out of luck,

but long on time

the beggar sits

and waits for change.

It could be loose,

or thrown away,

he sees it every day.

His daily post

He shares with those

Who also pray for change.

The faithful few

Who donate to

His lonely vigil feel

That their small change

Can rearrange

The world from top to tail.

The beggar looks

This way and that

His world is not their own

And change for them

Means less for him

And longer days

Alone.

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