I jump over the gap between the subway and yellow line
like I step over the cracks on sidewalks that hold the past
in a crumpled up black and white paper
as suits with faces rush by with cell phones in hands
and plugs in their ears
attempting to avoid the pity eye contact
with the needy man laying on his grey death bed
next to a baseball hat filled with worthless change
barely enough for a coffee full of regret
to share with the older students entering the doors of possibilities
allowing them to put one foot in front of each other
heads held high
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
I jump over the gap between the subway and yellow line
like I step over the cracks on sidewalks that hold the past
in a crumpled up black and white paper
as suits with faces rush by with cell phones in hands
and plugs in their ears
attempting to avoid the pity eye contact
with the needy man laying on his grey death bed
next to a baseball hat filled with worthless change
barely enough for a coffee full of regret
to share with the older students entering the doors of possibilities
allowing them to put one foot in front of each other
heads held high
