Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Too Common Encounter

The panhandlers are up and down

Each and every street I'm on,

Too common in Chicago town,

Begging for handouts, dusk and dawn.

A part of me wants to help all,

But part of me says there's no way

To know to make the judgement call

Of who should get my help today.

A lot of them are in real need,

But lots of them just work a scam.

No way for me to know indeed,

But I know how lucky I am.

Too many panhandlers there be,

But for the grace of God goes me.