|Posted by Monica M. Brinkman on August 7, 2011 at 5:10 PM|
The homeless gather in the city park
to exchange the latest news:
where’s the best free lunch in town,
who’s giving away some shoes.
Children play a game of tag
to hide their hunger and their fears.
While a gang of surly teens
give a stranger angry stares.
They think it disrespectful
that he not avert his eyes.
But he is wondering whom he might know;
How long before he has no home.
By Kenneth Weene
Categories: Short Stories - Poetry