The Homeless Man (part 2)

by Marlon Amponsah   Mar 5, 2006


Retina of a homeless man gazes intently upon concrete surfaces
Skin color of feet tarnishes amidst rainstorm
Rotten gum injected along wet cement floor, stained in the ground
Skeletal legs manage to bend down
As he grasps for cigarette butts, his cheap way of keeping warm

Residing in a car of beeping horns
Would be a luxury for him to escape the cold rain
Rain smudges penmanship on his cardboard
Homeless Please Help
Yet no money, no food, no sympathy

Contingencies of freezing to death
Like those two homeless in New York City six years ago
Flash his mind
The thought pierced his soul
Ripped his body like a guillotine

Rain like Philistine hating his art of cardboard house
Tearing it down
Somehow he screams
â??Damn you rain!â??
â??Canâ??t stand you rain!â??

Shouts, though meaningless
Tedious insults make the rainstorm angrier
Pelting him with mere water molecules
His shriveled body stays put
Waiting for his bully to go away

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