I gambled with the devil There’s holes in all my pockets No more money do they hold My hands can’t go much deeper Trying to shield them from the cold I’ve got ’bout fifteen dollars Rolled and stuffed inside my boot Got it from a pawn shop Where I went and sold my suit The road to where I’m going Is one I’ve never been … Continue reading I Gambled With The Devil
Chicken Little Got A Gun Another day, another beating Into himself, he was retreating His parents did not call a meeting It couldn’t happen to our son Every day he came home bloodied His clothes all torn his face all muddied The family name was being sullied It couldn’t happen to our son Remember Chicken Little The Sky is Falling Down This surely couldn’t happen … Continue reading Chicken Little Got A Gun
How can you tell the poor? I walk the gauntlet every day As do those who have no place Of permanency, somewhere they Can call their private place Self esteem and confidence fills them with a state of grace Their position, is not justified For the rest to look on down They don’t look for your approval Just don’t kick them while they’re down Just … Continue reading How can you tell the poor?
Street Walking Man – (The Street – poem 7) Every day you see him on the streets His lifes possessions in his cart You look at him and turn away Is that the way you want to start? He walks around the streets all day HIs world is only where he walks But, when he gets too close to you You find that you’re the one … Continue reading Street Walking Man (The Street #7)
Perception Is poverty contagious? Is it just like a disease? If not, can someone tell me why the poor are treated worse than fleas? They don’t look any different They look like us, they don’t look strange But, why when people see them Do they act like they have mange? I don’t understand perceptions Of people and the poor They only ask for fairness They … Continue reading perception