I write for vagrants
Beggars of the word
Eager to listen
Be Heard
I write for them,
What they can’t for themself
A plea
A back-breaking chorus:
Feed us
The hungry,
Your wasted words
Feed us
Mumbles we’ll roar
Feed us
The mute,
A voice
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