Beggars And Rich Merchant

A beggar came knocking on the door of a house of a wealthy merchant. He asks for a loaf of bread to eat.
"It's not a bakery," said the merchant rich man, curtly.
"If so, do you have a little meat," said the beggar pleading.
"Does this house look like a slaughterhouse," said the wealthy merchant again.
"Can I ask a little flour?"
"Did you hear the grinding sound in the house?"
"Then a sip of water only ..."
"Here there is no well."
Whatever prompted the beggar is always answered by a wealthy merchant with a hurtful remark. Basically, a rich merchant would not give anything to the panhandlers.

Finally the beggar man ran into the house, lifted his robe and squatting as if to defecate.
"Hey, what do you do," said an angry merchant kayaitu and wonder.
"Shut up, you people are pathetic. Empty places like this just deserves to be shitting place. Because no one or anything in here. So let fertilizer should be fertile. "
Beggar then said, "If you're a bird, if you type this? you're not a hawk who is trained to be a royal pet, not a peacock which fascinates every look, not a parrot, which revolves around too funny. You're not the robin that sang in love, you're not carrying a message Hudhud Solomon, or storks that build their nests in the edge of the cliff. Then what are you? You're an unknown species. You argue to defend your possessions. You have forgotten Him What I do not care about the property, who did not take advantage of every bit of his relationship with a man .... "