The Forgotten Man
by Jeni Decker-Lopez
The cruel light of day magnifies the indignity
Brick and cement closing in on me
Buttressed by the vacancy of another lost dream
Awaiting the sputtered arrival of the day-labor truck
Weary faces scurry by with lowered eyes
Secreting elusive humanity behind wary sighs
Brother can you spare a dime?
I reject the pervasive refrain
Exhausted sleep my futile reprieve;
A rusted cog grinding to a sluggish halt
Finally
I
Can
Breathe
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