You've seen me on the street
At least a hundred times
You've never given me a glance
Or even tossed me a dime.
You've walked by me, unseeing,
Just rushing by on your way
Unthinking, uncaring, unwilling
To let anything disturb your day.
You've eaten in a restaurant,
While hungrily I watch.
Heedless of your own largesse,
You tighten your belt a notch.
Who am I,
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