A simple man

I'm a simple man ( mistaken for a tramp)  

I'm a simple man of worth unmeasured  
With little that could tip a scale  
My sentence is my own creation  
My penance...that's another tale.  
These dry cracked lips knew passion once  
And sought the comfort of a breast  
As lust spilled, I was there to drink  
But within a whisper...all was lost.  
Beneath this arch I seek my shelter  
A crumpled letter torn and stained  
In these gnarled hands that could have  held her  
I kindle comfort from a flame.
I am a brother in the eyes of the ugly  
Ugly in the eyes of the blind  
Blind to the needs of the greedy...  
But greedy for the wealth that they find  
 
I am a simple man