Urban Hymns Of The Broke & Bountiful Poem by James Merchant

The homeless sift through trash
The bankers sift through cash
Right side up
FRAGILE

The other day I walked in the city
And a man asked me for money
I felt guilty
It ruined my dinner
So after dinner
He received 2 dollars
For his simplified street-side sermon
That opened my wallet
And opened my charitable coffin-heart
Another cheerful funeral for him

The buskers sift through melodies
The politicians sift through sympathies
Wrong side down
INDESTRUCTIBLE