I was marked slandered and blamed
I was chided considered and named

outcast as beggar and crazed
in despair and longing framed

I was spitted and pitted and brand
I was reached and trusted by a hand

heatstroke’s and dust in May
with cold feet and cough I’d say

“Please spare a copper for me
I’m freezing to death you see?”

I’m cold embittered and strained
untouched, withered and named

outcast as beggar and crazed
in despair and longing framed

strangled soar and turned
mangled fixated and burned