Shadow lurking catlike gamin

silent steps of bare bruised feet

paid homage to all dirt of the street

A soul at givers mercy

no shame on taking alms

from folks willing to give

Yet free, soaring as a bird

remnants of what were once adornments

whizzing against the afternoon wind.

You would think him forsaken

yet he dances, jumps and laughs

as if in his fathers arms

chaperoned by something divine.

lowered lids, anticipatory grin

palms dry as cracked ground

a coin upon it dear relief

like a huge pour upon a desert plain

“Thank you good sir”

I heard the voice of an angel

and I saw the face of God.


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