06 March 2011

archives of poetry- poem sixteen

homeless child
picture of inner city rejection
carries every thing he owns
head down
he plods along
with nowhere to go.

shiny metal
lying in the gutter
has been there
for days
without anyone
paying any notice.

two things that no one cares for
both, helplessly lost
and yet their lives have crossed.

disappointment
from which one cannot escape
two things that no one wants-
bottle cap lying in the gutter.

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