Spare Change Ma’am?

Spare Change Ma’am?

A Poem by Steven Bowman

Once there was a very poor man,

He needed to get off these streets.

So he wished for this for a reason,

Spare change ma’am? He pleads.


The lady he asked, had no change,

So he begged and pleaded for any.

The lady felt bad and had nothing,

I’ll take anything ma’am, I’m so sorry.


He just needs money so desperately,

I’m trying to get off these dirty grounds.

I’ll take anything, I needed this so badly,

I’m so poor, I’m robbed from these towns.


Just the man wanted to ask another lady,

She wanted to help him, she was so nice.

Gave three hundred and thanked her kindly,

He got up and saved this, kept this as a prize.

© 2018 Steven Bowman


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