Beggared

I once worked the sign
at the intersection
of Facebook and HelloPoetry.
All those years when
secure in my job,
flush with cash,
I'd not meet the eyes
of those who muttered
"thank you, sir"
on those rare occasions
when a crumpled dollar
fell from my hand into theirs.
So I now tell on myself
to bleed the shame
from the arrogance,
never knowing the courage
it takes to look the privileged
in the eyes and ask for help
until I stood on the corner
clothed only in my naked need.

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-- i think we have go through certain painful experiences to emerge evolved... -- there's no short-cut...

[Lily Mae]

We just never know how our actions ripple into the future...showing us how we could have been, should of been, yet we have to be grateful to have paid attention to the lesson...xo