Holding out his hand, palm-side up,
he grinned wide. So I asked, “Wassup?”
“Gimme a buck, could you?”
he grinned wide. So I asked, “Wassup?”
“Gimme a buck, could you?”
A dollar in this beggar’s cup?
He stood expectant with his pup.
Would he buy grub to chew?
He stood expectant with his pup.
Would he buy grub to chew?
He looked skeletal, this close-up
“Come on, we’ll go someplace to sup.”
With a frown, back he drew.
“Come on, we’ll go someplace to sup.”
With a frown, back he drew.
Mister, see this measuring cup?
Boss man demands to fill ‘er up.
If I don’t—black-n-blue.
Boss man demands to fill ‘er up.
If I don’t—black-n-blue.
Kid needed food, not a wallop
This trafficked child was enveloped
His world: a cut-throat view
This trafficked child was enveloped
His world: a cut-throat view
He a pawn, me like a bishop
In the end, we’re both screwed
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