Head
down,
arms stretched out
and kneeling,
eyes
wet,
on the sidewalk,
feeling
cold
and
dirty. Lost
outside,
with
no
hope, no home,
no pride.
A
hat
before you, filled
with change,
but
no
one wants to
rearrange
your
life,
to fill those hands
with love,
and
help
you, luckless,
get out of
the
pit
of pennilessness,
shame,
and
see
who really is to
blame.
Infinite Ocean 