Hands in my pockets
Walking past familiar faces
Simply because my cold face, blood shot eyes and
"i wanna roll back into bed yawns"
could **** anybody 's Tuesday happy face

The winter rangers are out
filled in vendors bakkies
calmly awaiting to be devoured
A few cents to keep the cold at bay

Women in open stilettos and sandles repeating
"The afternoon will be warmer " mantra
stick man under a tree, 'clickedy clack"
his bones giving him away as he shivers from the seasonal guest
holding a cigar, chimney monsieur

A prayer for a troubled man
i got down on my knees on days you couldn't
yesterday i prayed for your safety, health and forgiveness
Today i will pray for your peace and career all to take a new height
Be sure to pray and give thanks tomorrow