March 16, 2001
‘Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.’
The homeless, poor, must drink instead the air –
and famish in this city where there’s found
behind closed doors, with guards who’re uniformed
and gun and cellular and ‘night stick’ – club,
there to keep those who’re impoverished so informed
‘You can’t wash face, drink water, we’ll you drub –
If you dare think you’re better than a rat
or worm – who have no need of food or such.
Just look! Why don’t you leave our beauteous town
and go to city where there’s water much –
for anyone here knows if you are poor,
you shouldn’t get respect or a leg up –
so let it be – I cease, you’re out the door!
Get out! You are unsightly with your crutch!
Copyright 2001 by
Andrew Bell Goewey
currently in Sanford, Florida