I don't want to be a beggar.

Mr. Driver drive carefully
For if an accident occurs
You'll die and I'll live
But I'll live as a beggar
Waking too early to position
Exposing the body parts you corrupted
With a manilla writing beside
Immobile
And I know for sure
As I have just passed beggars  in the streets
None will hear my plea
That I was once this able
For the coins will be few
To only buy a rotten banana