He sits on the sidewalk, sign in hand
Cup aside filled with pennies and cents.
Strangers walk by avoiding with stares
While others take the long way if they can.
The sign reads "please help, I need to eat"
But the cup stays empty, heavily uncoined
And strangers walk by turning to avoid.
He grabs a marker, scratches the sign
Blacks out his message and draws new lines:
"Beer, weed, and drugs, why lie?"
And strangers walk by, filling his cup
While others join in wishing him luck.
At the end of the day, he makes his way
Takes his money and heads straight to a place
That will take his cash and give him aid
To fill his stomach with food for which he pays.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
