Occasional Beggars Poem by borgjie distura

I am trained to beg and plead
In every occasion and need
I scour all corners and places
Selecting those with cards of aces.

Then I’ll call you friend and guide
‘Cause each time I call, you’re at my side
Traversing the long and steep road
Even my phone, you give me load.

When occasion knocks at my door
Never forget that I am poor
I need your generous help today
Lend all to me, come what may.

I pray for you to God above
And assure you of his love
To lighten your heavy burden
That you may give me often.