Commercial Beggers
They plead with us
manipulating
pain and hunger
between the segments
of broken merriment.
Beggars
paid big bucks
to raise funds
tearing at the tender
underbellies
tormenting the scorched souls
of the old and lonely.
Chastising us
in voices muted
by soft music
intimating that we
are all that is needed
to suture the wounds
of the world.
John G. Lawless
20/30/2020
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2020
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