Little Birds & Men? Poem by nimal dunuhinga

[The rich man has his ice in the summer and the poor man gets his in the winter.]-Unknown

Chum!
where do you fly
in this cold winter,
O the poor people
sleep under the stainless steel bridges
with throwaway Newspapers as blankets
Your silent warm songs as soppy soliloquies
would melt those frozen rivers?

for my homeless friend in California who had a rusty pliers to extract his decayed tooth?


nimal p. dunuhinga