by Jenna Fernandez
4/20/2012 / Poetry
at first glance he’s just a beggar
a blur in the background
of my immutable schedule
an unwelcome disruption
to my carefully laid plans
his greedy hands reaching out
for my hard-earned wealth
unworthy
of my well-deserved luxuries
unequal to the value
of my precious time
but when i take a closer look
i see a mirror reflection
helpless eyes that could be mine
if hope had escaped my grasp
desperate hands that would reach out
if opportunity had eluded me
hardships i would bear
if fate had dealt me another hand
he is no beggar
he is a reminder of what can be lost
he is a messenger
of what has been forgotten
he is a friend
inviting me to find my humanity
Copyright Jenna Fernandez
www.eternalencounter.com
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