day eleven

City Love
Do you have any change?
Not today, I lied,
and kept on walking.
God bless - he rolled away
down the hill, as I traveled up.
He didn't have legs,
but I did - I'd give anything
for the ability to change.
To be lied to - like that -
hundreds of times a day,
can that smile be sincere?
(I get discouraged when I can't find
my favorite shoes in an overstuffed closet)
We're all poor and homeless
missing legs - arms - souls.