Beggar’s Tale

‘Twas not a question whether I would fail.

Though young I be, my soul is worn with age.

Remain awhile and hear this beggar’s tale.


There was a time I never could be frail,

no time or grief could keep me in its cage.

‘Twas not a question whether I would fail!


Yet life would lead me down a different trail,

and set my feet upon a different stage.

Remain awhile and hear this beggar’s tale.


I learned that I was seeing through a veil

that life lost no time shredding in its rage.

‘Twas not a question whether I would fail.


Yes, sweet humility, redemption’s vale,

is teaching me through pain its lessons sage.

Remain awhile and hear this beggar’s tale.


But now, my friend, you weary of my wail.

Speak now, your heart pour out, your mind engage.

My heart would hear, my spirit shall not fail

to know with love your fellow-beggar’s tale.

Posted on April 13, 2013, in NaPoWriMo and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Damn, dude. These keep getting better and better. 🙂

  2. Thanks, dude. Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂

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