Nothing Man
A nothing man stumbles up the sidewalk
A white yellow tinted beard hangs -
from his face
Tattered sheets of cloth
stick to his skin -
as he walks in the rain
His empty eyes follow
a crack in the street
Heavy black boots
thump on the ground
As the air scatters around his -
wind burned cheeks
His corner -
well rested from the evening -
awaits another day of asked forgiveness and life
A cardboard life of a nothing man

Comments:
 
WAN   WAN wrote
on 6/8/2009 1:49:04 PM
many "nothing man" are sacttered all over my country.

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 6/6/2009 12:11:27 AM
How many of these do we see in a day or a week and wonder? How did they end up here? Where are they going? Who loves them?

JimWisneski
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