The CEO

The rusty barrel sits in the alley way
orange that glows from inside it.
A man dressed in dirty clothes
his hair dreaded and gringy.
Places his hands above the barrel
warming them up from the cold.

A man walks by the alley way
gives a snide remark.
"get a job you lazy bum"
then turns and walks away.
He dressed so properly in his business
suit that day, brief case in hand.

A child skips down the street
looks upon the old building.
Takes her hand and rubs the window
peers inside and sees a ghostly image.
The man in a suit caring a brief case,
soon would take a fall.

His business would go under
his family would be no more.
Red ran like blood upon his check book.
Soon everything around him turns
to darkness and cold.

Sitting in the alley way
he burns some old newspapers.
Always standing in front of the barrel
orange that glows from inside it.
The man who once criticized others
became who he once criticized.

And so the little girl shrugging the image off,
Came across a dirty man,
told him she was sorry.
Then placed a quarter in his cup.
The man just smiled and the little girl skipped away.