Step aside mister
Your uglying up the view
Can't you see I haven't got?
The time of day for you
Sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to spoil
Your day in the park
Just lookin' for some supper
Before I wander off into the dark
The hobo steps aside
And hides his tears inside
And wonders where the woman will go
On the day she dies
'Truly I say to you,
To the extent that you did not
Do it to one of the least of these,
You did not do it to Me.'
(2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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