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Untitled by Carol Adams

Untitled

by Carol Adams

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A drunk...

staggering

muttering nonsense,

dirty, smelly, unshaven,

tattered clothes,

"A quarter for coffee?"

Christians snicker,

And old lady...

wrinkles and bones

glassy eyes, hearing aids,

long sagging dress,

drops her purse.

Paraphernalia scatters,

Christians hurry by.

A boy...

love beads,

grubby cut-offs,

bearded, barefoot,

long hair pulled back from

a pimpled face

Stares unseeing at the ocean,

Christians soak up the sun.

Riots, starvation, fires, rock, drugs, war, murder, divorce, accidents, hatred, quakes, alienation...

Christians watch TV and shake their heads.

"Signs of the times," they sigh.

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