Quatrain of Soul Beggar - 1073

Quatrain of Soul Beggar

Beggar - a wretched fellow

1.
I beg my Spiritual Master for
good health of my cerebral
state,

Thoughts burning while entreating
moral wisdom shall remain truly
innate.

My soul implores forgiveness,
beseeched by truth to be
told,

I Stand at the intersection of
Heaven's cross roads,
begging till I'm
old.

2.
What once was a temporary prayer,
has now become an
obsession,

My life is carved from a beggars
lair, from a Statesman's
lesson,

I find I can receive my wealth
by simply holding out my
hand,

God became incensed and declared
Eternal Happiness forever
banned.

Yorktown Disciple
1999