April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23, 2014 at 11:24am

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April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23

April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23
April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23
Street Smarts
OR
why do they do what they do upp on the street
ed.note.ed discarde the predicates and ad verbiage
the man on the byke parked and walked on the sidewalk back and forth the patrol car was parked across the street in the sign posted on the parking lot he could not see the man the policeman not the man was begging from the cars and once the policeman saw him but did not leave and eye grow tired of watching these machines
the boy was boogy woogy on the wall above the sidewalk he was dancing in his red shoes Dorthy come home he was waving at the traffic complete in side him selfish dance in place of laptop place a boy has took my seat he reeks he plays with his cell phone and hits me with the light it is dangerous
PEOPLE        sleeping in the oddest places under the edge of a roof beside a building closed and after hours alter egos gone home to watch tv the story on the program from the governmeant for me about the homeless epidemic dependents on the avenue is changing as we speak they are adding concrete walls in an effort to stop people there from jaywalking homeless creature
they move some people off the street in fear
they leave out to the forest with more beer bears surround the sound do not feed or leave more food around
people smoke they feed the need for drugs
people hate the white man is a joker
begging for more power the comic play goes on
cosmic hide aways fall short
a man on skype was speaking on his web cam from the sattelite he was homeless here in Florida down from North Carolina
he was so worried he would not take time to rest talking to someone so fast he did not like the people on the porch swing the camera around to hide the womans voice
gather my people in the sky from the ends of the earth to be way upp high
save them from the dirty city street
April 23 NPM Poetry MOnth poem 23