So many people come knocking on our door, They beg for food and offer their skills.When I'm there alone, I give them something before they part.Doing my duty for I remember my start,Now the residents of the house are here and they listen to the poormans plea,Whilst in the background this is what I see..These selfish hoarders turning the hungry man away, yet they too, eat, love and even pray.How do you say no when you have...