BEGGAR LADY ON A CHURCH STEP...

Her lips quivered with despair

as the frail hand struggled 

with its self to position outstretched.

Tormented eyes bugled 

from cryptic sockets:

testaments of hunger's victory.

Then loudly came the chiling voice

piercing the solemn silence---screaming:

"Go away!  Can't you see

this is a church step!"

Then the saved ones

went in to pray:

I gave her my tithes

and walked away.