Please Sir a little more Sir (Prose)

throw me a coin ma lord
just to help me feed ma young
I won’t throw to the likes of you
to me you are but scum

I have 2 children Sir at hom’
who are screamin’ to be fed
I ask for your indulgence
a coin is all I beg

be off with you, I’ll show no mercy
street corners where you lay
hand outstretched to anyone
find I job I say

I lay on these street corners Sir
for I was kicked out of me hom’
me husbund’ threw his hand to me
I was never safe alone

don’t be in court an judge me
for you do not know my life
I’m a lovin muther and
I was a devoted wife

but circumstance be as they may
have seen me take this road
so you can not think ill of me
for who are you to know

the life I’ve led and what I’ve seen
with a man that once did love me
now  coms’ home drunk every night
and treats all of us so cruely

‘ere then woman take this, seek shelter
where you can, feed your young
run far and wide, get away from
this cruel man

thank you Sir, most graciously
I debt I can’t repay
but you’ll be in my prayers tonight
and every other day

©jmtacken Sep 2013

Just to round off the day – night all.