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Walking through the Park

September 29, 2009
By ainticute BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
ainticute BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
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A red head elderly man sitting on a bench lonesome
As a short white man with off white sneakers walks by

Through those eyes of that elderly man
Lives a dream of what could have been:
I stare into the eyes of the few sleeping on a bench,
And wonder
Could that have been me?
Asking for change
Or could we have been a fallen soldier who slipped down the steps of life
Leaving me at the bottom
Climbing to the top of the heavens with out stretched arms

Maybe I should throw a nickel quarter or dime
Should I give this damage soul money?
So he can send a couple burning rocks down his throat
Just imagining the heart beat as I used to remember
The sound that it used to make as it crackled in the pot

That poor demonic soul for I made it to the top
Through the itching, fiends, homelessness
And watching people die
I am that angel staring down at you
Judging you
From my penthouse suite

For my parents could pay for rehab
But staring at you it looks like yours could not


The author's comments:
while sitting in the park

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