Beggar
I am a mendicant for mercy
Have begged for it a million times
In my million lifetimes
I beg for love and affection
As if they were not my birthright
I do not know what it is in me
That makes me believe
I am not entitled to
Affections freely given
If I do not beg, I work for it
The sadness in my heart notwithstanding
I beg, I work
For a little love, a little understanding
I am a slave to the selfish
The haters, the arrogant
I cry copious tears for their denial
Of the simple joys my heart desires
My self is not my own
I am a beggar of the highest order
I cannot live without love and joy
And for them, I abase myself
I am a mendicant for mercy
I am a beggar for love
Therefore I am no one.
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