As she walks down the street,
She sees a man under a rusty sheet.
She looks down and notices his feet are bare
It doesn’t look as if life was very fair
He has a cup sitting beside him
He has family but the coins are not from them.
All the moisture has been taken from his skin
She presumes his life wasn’t as bad way back when
She ask questions like “how’s your health”
Or, “what happen to all your wealth”.
She wonders when he will ever respond
He opens his mouth and says I’m lyrond
She says do you want some change
He ask her do you think I’m in pain
She goes to open her pocket book
He puts a hundred beneath her foot
inspired by mirror
Derek R Brandy- Per 8
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