Analysis of Chalk on the Sidewalk!

Fingers covered in array of different
colors, the blind retarted artist
smears a picture for all to enjoy.
Words weaving in magic that
the music world so much loves.
What joy it brings to this shattered heart
when a Bard picks up his strings
and sings a song that only one man
knows where it came from!
The Scribe must be an Angel
sent from heaven above!
Silently watching the people walkby
the stone cement sidewalks,
some people stop to marvel
other to spit and carry on!
Feeling the cool breeze upon my cheek
I look up to hear a copper coin,
and send a blessing from heaven above
into a empty man's soul.