Look At Me.

Look at me

As you walk past

In the busy street.



Glance at me

Then turn away

In embarrassment



Scrutinise my appearance

Judge me

By my clothes.



View me

As you view

The rest of them.



Scorn me,

For the way

I dress.



Gape in my direction

When presuming

My circumstances.



Stare at me,

My dirty garments,

My grubby face.



Ignore me

As you overlook

The empty hat

Lying at my feet.

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