The City Beggar - Poem by Chris Feng
A cosmopolitan city
Where progress and affluence meet,
Is struggling to touch the clouds.
Man’s power is best represented
In the grandeur of it.
Nature is once so overwhelming,
In the bustling street,
Well-polished men and women hurrying by;
In the shadows of wealth, a man
Is crouching-in dirty rags,
Watching the civilization around him.
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