Who Are They Really

I was in Germany and watched women and children gather outside the cathedrals to work as street beggars, while men sat in cars in a viewing distance to watch. It was moving and sad for me...

 

She was sent to the streets to beg

Children in tow

Signs poised, scarves in place

Lowly dog aside her family

They sat as statues

Downward facial features

No joy, frivolity, fun

Their job was to work the streets

Dropped off, sent out

Observed and protected from a distance

Later to be retrieved, a job

A ploy, a scam

Regardless, the sculpture of their faces

Couldn’t hide the pain

On one hand, they were being groomed, groomed

To work the streets, a system

Part of their way of doing business

On the other hand, women

Children, people with needs

Seekers of love

Chasm-ed between the demands of their culture

And a world with needs just like you and me

 

Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

i love the stoic insight & the scarves in place hiding their true
feelings. i liked the resigned feeling that comes thru also because
it is delivered compassionately