Excuse me sir, could you give me a minute
of your time?
I do not want your dollars & I shall
never beg your dime,
I just want your
greeting, a nod, just a small little glance,
Please don’t walk past me with your eyes
turned askance.
Excuse me sir, could I ask you to please
touch my hand?
I´m not contagious, I´ll not dirty you with
old dusty sand,
I only want your gesture, just a small &
gentle little touch,
Please sir, tell me, is what I´m asking, really
far too much?
Excuse me sir, could
you just give me one kind little word?
I do not want your
riches & money; I am not that absurd,
I just want your
nod, a simple, “hello, how do you do?”
So that I may answer,
“Fine thank you sir & how are you?”
Excuse me sir, I
am just a simple beggar, but I´m not a thief,
I´m just begging
for some recognition & a little light relief,
From harsh realities
of life & pavements of hard cold stone,
So excuse me sir,
just one little smile, before you go on home.
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