THE PEOPLE CAGE


Tiny - Posted on 21 March 2019

Author: 
Dee Allen

Dee Allen- Po Poet and Author of the newly released POOR Press publication - Skeletal Black - available at poorpress.net  

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

C.A.R.E.

For the homeless

On some street

In Saint Pete

Looks like

 

A cage

For people

 

An open-air

Holding cell

South of Heaven,

East side of Hell,

A jailhouse with a dusky

Ceiling full of stars,

Black wrought

Iron bars

Surround the transients’ reality.

Across the street

From a trailer,

S.W.A.T. monitors enclosed activity:

Crouching low,

Pacing around,

Nine-hour

Lock-down—

It was animals

That placed

Homeless ones in captivity

For no sins, away from palm trees & passers-by.

A step up from sidewalk

Tent-snatching.

 

Public safety

For rich newcomers

On some street

In Saint Pete

Looks like

 

A cage

For people

 

Guantanamo Bay

Outside.

W: 3.15.19

[ For Bruce and Barbara Wright. ]

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