Beggar

Twenty years have passed
And yet, still he stands
Asking for the same meal
For the same children.

As a God, he controls time
And space, still standing
Asking for the same meal
For the same children.

Always hungry, forever young
They wait, as he stands
Asking for the same meal
For the same children.

Even immortality has a price it seems,
As they wait,
As he stands
Still asking
For the same meal
From the same faces
For the immortal...