Indigence is within me.
Wealth surrounds you.
Give me alms!
Spare me a bit of the plenty in you.
Lying by your hands,
Are treasures beyond measure.
Allow me to grab just a bit,
The nectar of love, i want to leak.
When will you have mercy?
When will you reach out a hand?
When will you feel a conviction to share?
When will you hear my piercing cry?
I’m begging! Hear me!
Soften your heart and listen.
I shall never surrender.
I shall never stop shouting for mercy.
One day, I know…
A drop of love will fall for me;
A drop coming from your precious hand,
By then, the beggar will become a bourgeoisie,
And crack laughter of victory!
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