oh bum haggered from the sun

I saw an old bum haggered from the sun

I felt respect

some kind of crazy wisdom keeps him alive

there's a grit inside of him that makes his heart still tick despite the plight

hes existing in

sleeping in stain vomiting sewers reeking gutters acid rain

what saintly soul is his having been drugged and beaten starved without eating losing teeth

still remaining

his mind has dimmed to this cruel concrete world

he seems to suffer not

oh great one slung through the mud

I bestow all the metal in my pockets for a glimpse at your crazy wisdom

teaching compassion through action

dying

each

moment

oh bum

haggered from the sun