The star that misdirected

The star that misdirected

Merry Christmas dinner this year

the pavement for a table

meal in a bag

liquid gold

no myrrh or frankincense

no sense at all

homeless Americans

drift along the avenue

of life

in cardboard houses

once they had electricity

a roof,

real walls

linoleum floors to drop crumbs upon

now just a crummy existence

a nickel for a thought

a panorama of poverty

the government sits on its own throne

Kings, dukes, lords

democrats, republicans

thrones of selfish motive

and we voted for them

expecting not confiscation

but purification

beautification 

allocation

rumination

not a New Years celebration

shivering in 12 degrees of separation

a poem in hand

frozen fingers trying to turn the pages

as we all need to turn the page

start the coup

rid ourselves of the rubbish

clean up our streets

of the beggars 

and put them in real homes

let them be subjects with power

create an Eifel Tower

so they can fly

above

the kingdom

on what they would consider a magic carpet

just to have a real meal

a real feel

of being human again.

erin-cilberto

12/26/2020

Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Sad but poignant share my friend - Far too many people in America sleep outside and in other locations not meant for human habitation. Homeless services systems do not have enough resources to fully meet the needs of everyone experiencing homelessness. If you are poor, you are essentially an illness, an accident, or a paycheck away from living on the streets. Many US privileged politicians should remember this and act accordingly! Bless you... :-)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I spent almost 40 years a paycheck away...kind of scary.
thank you for your understanding review, Phill.
I appreciate you.
j.