Mendigo Poem by Juan dicent
Mendigo
There's a man on the corner
Long filthy hair and nails
He looks at the sky
He looks at the street
He smiles
He sees me inside my brand new car
Four screams and a gargoyle by my side
He looks at the sky
He looks at the traffic jam
He smiles
My kids are excited because it's Friday
My wife keeps talking about supermarkets
He looks at the sky
He looks into my eyes
and dragging his feet he walks away
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4/26/2024 1:38:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You know, my mom used to call my dad 'mendigo' all the time....this poem helps me to understand why....